Hobos Ditched On The Gila Monster Route (Larry W. Jones 07/07/2008) (song#5536)
The setting sun shone across the plain Lit the rear door of an east bound train And gleamed on a rusty track close by Where hobos sat on a rotten tie
They were ditched by a shack in cruel fate High-balled by the bull on their last freight The freight hit the line on a sanded rail When they pulled on out behind the mail
Their train pulled away in the dark night All they could see was the red tail light The moon arose and the stars came out Hobos ditched on the Gila Monster Route
Not a thing in sight but sand and space No place for hobos to feed their face No railyard shack for to rest their legs No hen house where hobos steal their eggs
As they gazed out in the solitude Both dropped their heads and began to brood One spoke of the time he lost his mate In a hobo jungle o’re a dinner plate
They both looked around and at their feet A salamander they speared to eat Hobos deprived of their daily bread Cleared their dry throats with some Dago Red
Their train pulled away in the dark night All they could see was the red tail light The moon arose and the stars came out Hobos ditched on the Gila Monster Route
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