Tom: C
Introdução:
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Riding on an eastbound freight train speeding through the night
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Hobo Bill a railroad bum was fighting for his life
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The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul
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He raised a weak and weary hand to brush away the cold
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No warm lights flickered around him no blankets there to fold
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Nothing but the howling wind and the driving rain so cold
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When he heard a whistle blowing in a dreamy kind of way
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The hobo seemed contented for he smiled there where he lay
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Outside the rain was falling on that lonesome boxcar door
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But the little form of Hobo Bill lay still upon the floor
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As the train sped through the darkness and the raging storm outside
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No one knew that Hobo Bill was taking his last ride
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It was early in the morning when they raised the hobo's head
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The smile still lingered on his face but Hobo Bill was dead
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There was no mother's longing to soothe his weary soul
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For he was just a railroad bum who died out in the cold