Derroll, -I knew him rather well-was not known by the Hobo contingent here in America.
He was a fine artist, a performer, painter, great banjo player (the Zen Buddhist approach to the banjo as he said), known in Brit circles but we knew him in L.A. in the Fifties before he went across the pond with Jack Elliott.

My chorus for Derroll is:

"Goodbye Derroll, we'll miss you
but your banjo keeps ringing on
and the soothing sound of your deep mellow voice
lingers after you've gone.