The silver rails have lost their shine
They're just the victims of our time
They might as well rust in the rain
What good's a track without a train
Where have all the hoboes gone?
I never knew they even had a home
So Lord if you have turned your back
You might as well take up the track
I'd love to hear a whistle whin
Just ride a boxcar one more time
So Lord if you're still on my side
You'll send me one more train to ride
Where have all the hoboes gone?
I never knew they even had a home
So Lord if you have turned your back
You might as well take up the track
Hm, hmm, so Lord if you're still on my side
You'll send me one more train to ride