Here’s how I hear these lyrics on the recording at YouTube:


HOBO BLUES
As recorded by R. L. Burnside

When I first got to hoboin’, oh, hoboin’,
I took a freight train to be my friend, oh yeah.

Well, I hoboed, I hoboed,
Hoboed a great long way from home, oh yeah.

Well, mama she followed me that mornin’, me that mornin’, me that morn—
Followed me down to the yard, oh yeah.

She said, “My son he’s gone, lord, he gone, he gone.
Yes, he gonna work somewhere.” Oh yeah.

Well, I left my dear old mother, my dear old mom, my dear old—
She was on her knees a-cryin’, oh, yeah.