I am going home to hobo heaven,
Where I can watch the lights of Dallas glow.
Someones wating there in hobo heaven,
Hobo's needin lovin to ya know.
Seems like I've been on the road forever,
Completely loosing track of day and time.
Gonna lay down in the green grass on the hillside,
Let that blue sky clear my troubled mind.
A hobo's dream's are just like wings of angels,
They'll take him anywhere he wants to go.
A miner takin me to hobo heaven,
Where I can watch the lights of Dallas glow.
Nights on the road are cold and lonely,
Some times my tears they start to flow.
I dream of her back in hobo heaven,
She's watchin the lights of Dallas glow.
Sing Chorus
Hobo heaven's where I wanna go.