.Riding on an East-bound freight train, speeding through the night
Hobo Bill, a railroad bum, was fighting for his life...
The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul
He raised a weak and weary hand to brush away the cold.
Ho-ho-o Bo-o-o Bil-lie!
No warm.
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