Hobo's Meditation Lyrics - Hank Snow

Tonight as I lay on a boxcar just waiting for a train to pass by 

What will become of the hobo whenever his time comes to die 

Has the Master up yonder in heaven got a place that we might call our home 

Will we have to work for a living or must we continue to roam 

Will there be any freight trains in heaven any boxcars in which we might hide 

Will there be any tough cops and brakemen will they tell us that we cannot ride 

Will the hobo chum with the rich man will we always have money to spare 

Will they hand respect for a hobo in that land that lies hidden up there 

[ fiddle - ac.guitar ] 

Will there be any freight trains...