Hey, Here I go, I'm a hobo I grab my things and I'll go down the road Where I belong Here I am, running for that train And one thing is for sure: That I'll never be back again Listen, pretty baby I am hangin' around too long If you don't believe I'm leavin' You just count the days I'm gone Your ways were getting serious Don't you know I'm not that kind of man Love is too mysterious That's why I'm hoboing again Here I go, I'm a hobo I grab my things and I'll go down the road Where I belong Here I am, running for that train And one thing is for sure That I'll never be back again One thing, little lady I can't explain quite what I mean I can look like Marlon Brandon But I'm a cycler like Jimmy Dean So you better just give up on me And find yourself a decent man And I'll be just a memory When I am hoboing again Here I go, I'm a hobo I grab my things and I'll go down the road Where I belong Here I am, running for that train And one thing is for sure That I'll never be back And one thing is for sure That I'll never be back And don't you be so sure That I'll never be back again
