The Last American Hobo - Original Country Music Song

This is my original train song. Everybody who writes country music songs has to write at least one train song. I remember when I was a little boy, being facinated with the hobo life and trains. Just wanting to hop on that passing train and going where ever it was headed. I imagine my parents were just thrilled at their little boy's aspirations of becoming a hobo. Well, I never did, but I must say every time I'm near a passing train and hear that rumble of the tracks, and the whistle blow, for that moment I question my career choice and have the urge to just hop on and ride. Who knows, if the economy keeps on going to hell I might get my wish yet. Hope you enjoy this song. Wooooooooooo Woooooooooooooooo. ;-) Please Subscribe. Thanks for listening - Ricky Lyric: The Last American Hobo - by Songster99 __________________________________________ My home is where my head lies Always changing as the train rolls down the track As I view life from a boxcar Never worry 'bout the future or the past Not any of my kind left still riding up and down these lonesome rails So I'll keep on hopping freight cars Till I called to ride home down that final trail ( Chorus ) I'm the last American Hobo And these rails I now ride solo From Cottonwood to Como Anywhere this train goes I go I've been riding now for so long That most trains I rode are far gone As the whistle blows it's sad song I'll ride that final boxcar home ( Verse 2 ) Those sunsets in the desert Painting colors that my eyes had never seen And those snowcapped Rocky Mountains Reaching all the way to heaven so it seemed That Carolina moonlight Shining brightly on the Smokies as they sleep If I could start this whole ride over I'd start sooner, so my heart had more to keep ( Chorus ) I'm the last American Hobo And these rails I now ride solo From Cottonwood to Como Anywhere this train goes I go I've been riding now for so long That most trains I rode are far gone As the whistle blows it's sad song I'll ride that final boxcar home As the whistle blows it's sad song I'll ride that final boxcar home