Hobo's Lullaby Lyrics - Arlo Guthrie

Go to sleep you weary hobo 

Let the towns drift slowly by 

Can't you hear the steel rail humming 

That's a hobo's lullaby 

Do not think about tomorrow 

Let tomorrow come and go 

Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar 

Safe from all the wind and snow 

I know the police cause you trouble 

They cause trouble everywhere 

But when you die and go to heaven 

You won't find no policemen there 

I know your clothes are torn and ragged 

And your hair is turning gray 

Lift your head and smile at trouble 

You'll find happiness some day