Recorded by Hank Snow
Words and music by Halcomb & Daffan
C In the Dodge City yards of the Sante Fe
Stood a freight made up for the G7 east
And the engineer with his oil and waste
Was groomin' the great iron C beast;
While ten cars back in the murky dust
A box-{C7} car door swung F wide
And a G7 hobo lifted his pal aboard
To start on his last, long C ride;
A F lantern swung and the freight pulled out
The engine it gathered C speed
The F engineer pulled the throttle wide
And D7 clucked to his fiery G7 steed;
C Ten cars back in the empty box
The hobo rolled a G7 pill
The flare of the match showed his partners' face
Stark white and deathly C still;
As the train wheels clicked on the couplin' joints
A C7 song for the ramblers' F ears
The G7 hobo talked to the still, white form
His pal for many a C year;
{SPOKEN}
C For a mighty long time we've rambled, Jack
With the luck of men that F roam
With G7 the back door steps for a dining room
And the boxcar for a C home;
We dodged the bulls on the eastern route
And the cops on the Chesapeake
We travelled the Leadville Narrow Gauge
In the days of Cripple Creek;
We drifted down through sunny Cal
On the rails of the old S. P.
And of all you had, through good and bad
A half always belonged to me;
You made me promise to you, Jack
If I lived and you cashed in
To take you back to the old churchyard
And bury you there with your kin;
You seemed to know I would keep my word
For you said that I was wise
Well, I'm keepin my promise to you, pal
'Cause I'm takin' you home tonight;
I hadn't the money to send you there
So I'm takin' you back on the 'fly'
It's the decent way for a Bo to go
Home to the by and by;
I knew that fever had you, Jack
And that doctor just wouldn't come
He was too busy treatin' the wealthy folks
To doctor a worn out bum;
{SUNG}
C As the train rolled over it's ribbon of steel
Straight through to the east it G7 sped
The engineer in his high cab seat
Keep his eyes on the rails a-{C} head;
While ten cars back in the empty box
The lone-{C7} ly hobo F sighed
For the G7 days of old and his pal so cold
Was taking his last long C ride.