The Hobo's Last Rider-Hank Snow

[ti:The Hobo's Last Rider] [ar:Hank Snow] [al:My San Antonio Mamma] [by:] [offset:0] [00:00.00]The Hobo's Last Rider - Hank Snow [00:10.12]One dark and stormy night while riding down the line [00:17.93]Railroad Bill the engineer said "Boy well have to fly" [00:25.29] [00:26.85]Weve got to be on time to meet old Number Four [00:34.27]So sling the coal well make it boy or never ride no more [00:41.77] [00:50.68]While in the rear boxcar a lonely hobo lay [00:58.42]Heading for his mother dear who on her death bed lay [01:06.29] [01:07.09]He raised a weary hand to brush away a tear [01:14.45]Not knowing his last drive was run and fate was drawing near [01:21.80] [01:32.41]When through the darkened night a headlight bright did gleam [01:39.46] [01:40.02]Oer the roar of rolling wheels a whistle load did scream [01:46.82] [01:48.87]As down around the curve the mighty train did roar [01:56.56]With black smoke rolling from the stack came Flyer Number Four [02:03.99] [02:26.33]Then came an awful crash their last long drive was run [02:33.56]On the track the hobo lay his days of life were done [02:41.14] [02:42.38]And as the golden sun sank slowly to the west [02:50.05]His dear old mother gently smiled and closed her eyes in death