See that lonesome hobo walkin' down the track;
His worldly possessions he carries on his back.
As he's walkin' down the track one thought goes thru his mind:
Things will be better further down the line.
'Cause nobody knows when a hobo cries,
Nobody cares when a hobo dies;
Nobody knows that his smile is a disguise;
'Cause nobody sees the hurt in his eyes.
(Adapted from "Lonesome Hobo" by Boxcar Willie)
Aug 20, 2008 5:22:28 pmby tallpindo Homepage »
Walking one really appreciates the realation between distance and time. This scene for maybe four hours does not change. But then more trees appear or less. At about seventy-five miles one has seen some water towers off to the side. Maybe a grain elevator closer to the track has shown up. On the ground discarded objects appear. The crunch of crushed stone is a percussion that accompanies the song.