Hobo Cartoon

Wish I was riding the steam train, right out of the pages of time
Down through the ol' Roaring Twenties, to the fall of 1929
Back in heyday of railroads, before airplanes fluttered and flew
Color me in like a cartoon hobo doing what bums used to do
Songs from the great Jimmy Rogers
Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon
This is a song of how things used to be
A script of a hobo cartoon
Show me hopping a freight train, somewhere south of the yard
Make it a Santa Fe boxcar, paint all rusty and hard
Sketch out an old hobo jungle, make it come alive on the page
Build an old shack, down on the track weathr it heavy with age
Songs from the grat Jimmy Rogers
Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon
This is a song of how things used to be
And a script of a hobo cartoon
Sometimes things are great to remember, some are too good to forget
Things back then were so different, some things we think of them yet
Songs from the great Jimmy Rogers
Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon
This is a song of how things used to be
And a script of a hobo cartoon