Illinois Central Line (Larry W Jones 03/27/2019) (song #7497)

Now, everybody calls me Hobo Jones
I don’t fit in my clothes, just skin and bones
Oh, but I can still hop an old boxcar
Look out the door and view the stars that shine
Rolling on the Illinois Central Line

When I hear that low southbound whistle blow
I know it’s time for Hobo Jones to go
Down to New Orleans and the Gulf shores brine
Rolling on the Illinois Central Line
Rolling on the Illinois Central Line

(Instrumental)

I had me a lady in Illinois
She made too much noise bout my hobo life
So I hopped a freight to escape the strife
Now everything is working out just fine
Rolling on the Illinois Central Line

Hear the clack of the rolling railroad wheels
After New Orleans I’ll roll to Mobile
This hobo life suits my lifestyle just fine
Rolling on the Illinois Central Line
Rolling on the Illinois Central Line

Now, everybody calls me Hobo Jones
The Illinois Central Line’s rolling on

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