2 acessos
Hey, Here I go, I'm a hobo
I grab my things and I'll go down the road
Where I belong
Here I am, running for that train
And one thing is for sure:
That I'll never be back again
Listen, pretty baby
I am hangin' around too long
If you don't believe I'm leavin'
You just count the days I'm gone
Your ways were getting serious
Don't you know I'm not that kind of man
Love is too mysterious
That's why I'm hoboing again
Here I go, I'm a hobo
I grab my things and I'll go down the road
Where I belong
Here I am, running for that train
And one thing is for sure
That I'll never be back again
One thing, little lady
I can't explain quite what I mean
I can look like Marlon Brandon
But I'm a cycler like Jimmy Dean
So you better just give up on me
And find yourself a decent man
And I'll be just a memory
When I am hoboing again
Here I go, I'm a hobo
I grab my things and I'll go down the road
Where I belong
Here I am, running for that train
And one thing is for sure
That I'll never be back
And one thing is for sure
That I'll never be back
And don't you be so sure
That I'll never be back again