Hobo
Pete Seeger Lyrics


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o to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by
Can't you hear the steel rail humming
That's a hobo's lullaby

Do not think about tomorrow
Let tomorrow come and go
Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar
Safe from all the wind and snow

I know the police cause you trouble
They cause trouble everywhere
But when you die and go to heaven
You won't find no policemen there

I know your clothes are torn and ragged
And your hair is turning grey
Lift your head and smile at trouble
You'll find happiness some day

So go to sleep you weary hobo
Let the towns drift slowly by




Don't you feel the steel rail humming
That's a hobo's lullaby

Overall Meaning

The song "Hobo" by Pete Seeger is a poignant ballad about a hobo trying to find solace in the silence of night. The song starts with the lyrics, "Go to sleep you weary hobo, Let the towns drift slowly by." It seems like a lullaby meant to comfort the hobo, who is tired of travelling and wants to rest. The next line, "Can't you hear the steel rail humming, That's a hobo's lullaby," adds a touch of irony to the song. The hobo may have found comfort in the sound of the train in the past, but it is also a reminder of his rootlessness and inability to settle down anywhere.


The song then suggests that the hobo should not worry about the future, "Do not think about tomorrow, Let tomorrow come and go." It seems like the hobo is being advised to live in the present and enjoy the moment, rather than worry about things he cannot control. The next line, "Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar, Safe from all the wind and snow," reinforces the idea of finding comfort in small things.


The song ends with a message of hope, "Lift your head and smile at trouble, You'll find happiness someday. So go to sleep, you weary hobo," that the hobo will eventually find happiness despite all the troubles he has faced in life. It's a moving song that speaks of the hardships of transient life and the importance of finding small moments of happiness amidst all the struggles.


Line by Line Meaning

o to sleep you weary hobo
Rest, tired wanderer


Let the towns drift slowly by
Don't worry about the future or unknown cities


Can't you hear the steel rail humming
Listen to the comfort of locomotion


That's a hobo's lullaby
Enjoy the natural comfort of train travel


Do not think about tomorrow
Forget the future, focus on the present


Let tomorrow come and go
Don't worry about what's beyond your control


Tonight you're in a nice warm boxcar
You're safe and warm for now


Safe from all the wind and snow
Protected from the harshness of the outside world


I know the police cause you trouble
I understand your predicament with the law


They cause trouble everywhere
Police problems aren't unique to you


But when you die and go to heaven
In the afterlife, police won't bother you


You won't find no policemen there
Police won't exist in the afterlife


I know your clothes are torn and ragged
I see you're dressed in worn clothing


And your hair is turning grey
You're aging, but age brings experience


Lift your head and smile at trouble
Don't let hardship bring you down


You'll find happiness some day
Eventually, happiness will come to you


Don't you feel the steel rail humming
Listen to the peace and security of train travel


That's a hobo's lullaby
This is a song for the wandering traveler




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GreenSmoke331

A song about a time so different and yet so much like today. Those on top roll the dice and those on the bottom pay the bet. Great melody, great feelings. Listen to this while you read Grape of Wrath, or watch the evening news.

Ty Mott

I know the police cause you trouble, they cause trouble everywhere. Justice for George Floyd. Justice for all no matter who.

Bruh bruh

George Floyd died from a fentanyl overdose my guy

Tom Cornell

Pete was the genuine article, honest, genuine, authentic, a saint, he must be amazed to know now.

jennifer pegg

my dad used to sing this song to put me to sleep, he would play his guitar and when he started singing iti would make me cry , then i would fall asleep..i was a crybaby

zenmeister451

Such a sweet version of this song.

debgresh38

This is my favorite version of this song.

carrotjuse

Your dad instilled compassion in you and consideration for others. Bless him. Woody would be proud his music is still working.

tlc10598

I think most of us carry in "inner hobo", so in that sense he sings to all of us, so this song is both personal and universal.

hartiavoima

I know the police cause you trouble
They cause trouble everywhere
But when you die and go to heaven
There will be no policemen there

Just last week the police shot a homeless guy in LA. ..this beautiful song doesn't get old. :'(

Rest in peace hobo!

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