Today it began to rain
I jumped upon a rolling train
They call me Hobo Jack by name
I couldn′t cure the fever
Hurry up the engine lad,
hurry up the train I said
I feel lonely I feel sad
I couldn′t cure the fever
One more road I′d like to ride
said the bum before he died
When the train rolls in the night
I couldn′t cure the fever
Wherever I lay down my head
upon my bundle and my bag
I call my home until I′m dead
I couldn′t cure the fever
I rode the train from coast to coast
but in the mountains I like most
Been everywhere that is my boast
I couldn′t cure the fever
Been on busses been on planes
so to all I must explain
Nothing beats a railroad train
I couldn′t cure the fever
I′m waiting for a Hobo Train
it sends a message to my brain
I wanna ride the rails again
I couldn′t cure the fever
Now I′m grey and old and bent
soon to heaven I′ll be send
On Peter′s train I′ll be content
they couldn′t cure the fever