Hobos Meditation

[D]   [A]   [F#m]   [B7]   [E]
Ton[A]igh[E]t as I[A] lay on the boxcar
Jus[D]t waiting[A] for a train to pass by
Wha[D]t will be[A]come of the hobo
Whe[B7]never his[E] turn comes to die
The[A]re's a Ma[E]ste[A]r up yonder in Heaven
   [D]           [D] flat
Got a place that we might call our home
Wil[D]ll we hav[A]e t[F#m]o work for a living
Or [B7]can[E] we co[A]ntinue to roam
Will t[A]here b[D]e any [A]freight trains in Heaven
Any[D] boxcars in [A]which we might hide
Wil[D]l there be a[A]ny tough cops or brakemen
Wil[B7]l they tell [E]us that we cannot ride
Will t[A]he hob[E]o chum[A] with the rich man
   [D]           [D] flat
Will we always have money to spare
Wil[D]l they have [A]res[F#m]pect for the hobo
In [B7]that l[E]and th[A]at lies hidden up there

[A]   [E]   [A]   [D]   [A]   [D]    [A]   [F#m]   [B7]   [E]   [A]

REPEAT THE ABOVE

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