the raging storm outside No one knew that Hobo Bill Was taking his last ride It was early in the mornin' When they raised the hobo's head The smile still
to be on time to meet old Number Four So sling the coal, we?ll make it, boy, or never ride no more While in the rear boxcar, a lonely hobo lay Heading
Tradução: Nieve, Hank. Last Ride El Hobo de.
Tradução: Nieve, Hank. Last Ride Bill vagabundo.
