(harmonica)

'Gonna leave my baby this mo'nin'

Lordy, said that I would be hobo
Lord, I hobo a long, long way from home
Lordy, said that I would be hobo
You know I hobo a long, long way from home
You know, ev'rytime I get a-thinkin' about my baby
Man, I couldn't do nothin'
But hang my head an moan

Baby, an ev'rytime I decide to hobo
I take the jungle to be my home
Ev'rytime I would 'cide to hobo
Lord, take the jungle to be my home
Now, you know I'm 'on do just like a Prod'gal Son
I'm goin' back home an' acknowlege I done wrong

'I don't need you no mo', baby'

That mo'nin 'bout half past fo'
Lord, that ol' freight train begin to reel an rock
Dawn, that mo'nin 'bout half past fo'
Man that ol freight train begin to reel an rock
'Lord have mercy'

S.B. ('Oh, how it hurted in my head')
You know I went to the door I looked out
'Sonny, I didn't know what this all about'

'Now boy, let's tell ya'
'Take it on down there for me'

(harmonica & guitar)

'Washboard Sam, I ain't struttin' you'
'Bet you gon wup that cano to death'

Lord, the lightnin' it was flashin'
Boy, the dark cloud risin' in the east
S.B. 'Oh yeah, glad ya stay here a little while, you know'
'Yes my Lord, listen Sonny'

Lord, the lightnin' it was flashin'
A dark cloud was risin' in the east
S.B. ('You know, I don't feel good!')
Lord, then I hung my head an I cried
'Lord, what in the world's gon' become a-me?'

Lord, back home with my baby
Go on just a-happy as I can be
Girl, I'm back home with my baby
I'm just a-happy as I can be
But the next time I decide to hobo
I'm 'on have my woman right beside a-me.

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