REMINICSE -  RECALL -  RELIVE

THE DIRTY HOBO

 

There was once a freight train rolling down the track of condemnation

And the cars they all were loaded to the full

And the locomotive boiler it was run by Fire and Brimstone

As she glided down the track without a pull.

Old Beelzebub, the Devil sat within the engine cab

And the water that they used was moonshine juice

And the fuel in the tender was tobacco from Kentucky 

As the Devil's Imps had charge of the caboose. 

 

I was just a dirty hobo and had climbed into the bumpers

When the train stopped in for water on White Mule

Soon my eyes were filled with cinders, as the train resumed her journey 

And the lake of fire and brimstone was the goal

We had almost reached the place into which the train would plunge

When we slowed down at a station called "Last Chance"

There God's trolley car was waiting for poor William Whosever,

And I left that train without a parting glance. 

 

I was dirty, tired and greasy and was far from feeling easy

To the sun, the wind and rain I'd been exposed

To the bumpers I was hanging while the train was crashing, banging

And the flying cinders had my eyelids closed

But, praise God! the Lord extracted all the cinders from my eyes,

Threw my dirty overalls into the sea

Put me on the train of glory where I'll shout and sing the story

And my mouth it ain't smeared with tobacco juice. 

 

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I'm riding on the cushions, Hallelujah!

And to ride the Devil's bumpers I decline

I no longer am a poor old dirty hobo

Got a ticket on God's Hallelujah line. 

 

Here the change is do delightful; here there's hallelujah singing

The Conductor is so loving, kind and true

Apples, peaches, grapes and melons are distributed by the porter

Everything aboard this train for me and you

Ice cold water of salvation, on the tank of the train

Electric fan to chase the sweat off my brow

Well, praise God! I left the bumpers with all it's smoke and cinders

Resting easy on God's palace pullman now.

 

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