John Lee Hooker - Hobo Blues

When I first thought to hobo'in, hobo'in, I took a freight train to be my friend, oh Lord You know I hobo'd, hobo'd, hobo'd, hobo'd, Hobo'd a long, long way from home, oh Lord Yes, my mother followed me that mornin', me that mornin' She followed me down to the yard, oh yeah She said my son he'd gone, he'd gone, he'd gone Yes he's gone in a, poorsome wear*, oh yeah Yes I left my dear old mother, dear old mother I left my honor, need* a crime, oh Lord Take care of my child, Take care, take care of my child