Patterson Hood - Killers and Stars

Hobo

It's A Saturday night, there's no one around
I'm riding that train to another town
Ain't got no family, ain't got no home
Got nothing to leave when I'm gone

My Granddaddy hobo'd from the time he was twelve
my Daddy went out and made a name for himself
I should have gone out and made me one too
but Baby, she left me, the train whistle blew
there wasn't anything for me to do

When I die, they'll find me in here
I hope that they bury me someplace nice
Away from the noise, away from the ice
away from the things that have haunted me for all my life

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Writer(s): Patterson Hood
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