[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com [00:08.28]Riding on the eastbound freight train speeding through the night [00:15.72]Hobo Bill the railroad bum was fighting for his life [00:23.31]The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul [00:30.79]He raised a weak and weary hand to brush away the coal [00:38.22]No warm lights flickered round him no blankets there to fold [00:46.10]Nothing but the howling wind the driving rain so cold [00:53.39]When he heard a whistle blowing in a dreamy kind of way [01:00.92]The hobo seemed contented for he smile there where he lay [01:16.09]Outside the rain was falling on that lonely boxcar door [01:23.51]But the little form of Hobo Bill lay still upon the floor [01:31.10]As the train sped through the darkness and the raging storm outside [01:38.83]No one knew that Hobo Bill was taking his last ride [01:53.89]It was early in the morning when they raised the hobo's head [02:01.34]The smile still lingered on his face but Hobo Bill was dead [02:08.86]There was no mother's longing to soothe his weary soul [02:16.41]For he was just a railroad bum who died out in the cold
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[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com[00:08.28]Riding on the eastbound freight train speeding through the night
[00:15.72]Hobo Bill the railroad bum was fighting for his life
[00:23.31]The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul
[00:30.79]He raised a weak and weary hand to brush away the coal
[00:38.22]No warm lights flickered round him no blankets there to fold
[00:46.10]Nothing but the howling wind the driving rain so cold
[00:53.39]When he heard a whistle blowing in a dreamy kind of way
[01:00.92]The hobo seemed contented for he smile there where he lay
[01:16.09]Outside the rain was falling on that lonely boxcar door
[01:23.51]But the little form of Hobo Bill lay still upon the floor
[01:31.10]As the train sped through the darkness and the raging storm outside
[01:38.83]No one knew that Hobo Bill was taking his last ride
[01:53.89]It was early in the morning when they raised the hobo's head
[02:01.34]The smile still lingered on his face but Hobo Bill was dead
[02:08.86]There was no mother's longing to soothe his weary soul
[02:16.41]For he was just a railroad bum who died out in the cold
