Hobo’s Song of the Mounties

[Intro]
Oh listen to the song of the hobo
Riding on the east bound train
Amid the cinders flying from the old smoke stack
Oh listen to the sweet refrain

[Verse 1]
We're just a jolly bunch of hobos
No money not a job can we find
So Mr. Redcoat don't let us keep you waiting
We're just a going little farther down the line

[Verse 2]
Some folks say we have no worries
No taxes gas or coal bills to pay
We get our heat and gas from the old smoke stack
As the old train is rattling on her way

[Verse 3]
Now we never stop to worry
The engineer is watching the line
All we gotta do is watch the Mounty
But we don't have much trouble gettin off in time

[Verse 4]
Oh his coat and buttons glisten in the sunshine
And at his belt is hung a wicked gun
Just waiting there to catch a bunch of hobos
Because depression made us all go on the bum

[Verse 5]
They say its nice to make new acquaintances
Many times we are presented to the judge
14 days in jail for riding on the rail
And then we all get thrown in the junk

[Verse 6]
Do the police ever stop to consider
That we are helping them hold their job
If they didn't have the fun keeping us all on the run
They'd all be with us riding on the run

[Verse 7]
But now folks you've heard our story
The cops are heading down our way
They chase us going east, they chase us going west
Now I wonder where they think we are gonna stay

[Outro]
We're just a jolly bunch of hobos
No money not a job we can find
So Mr. redcoat don't let us keep you waiting
We're just going a little farther down the line