Hank Thompson — Lobo The Hobo

The Lobo the Hobo you ought to hear him play Yeah Lobo the Hobo you ought to hear him play Hangs around the depot picking the blues all day I can tell he sorta makes a living that way They call him Lobo the Hobo he looks just like a wolf Lobo the Hobo he looks just like a wolf And I can tell the man is junkyard tough And when he picks the blues you never can hear enough In San Antone he caught a freight train Dallas bound In San Antone he caught a freight train Dallas bound Got off in Waco just to take a look around Started picking the blues when both feet touched the ground He’s Lobo the Hobo nobody knows his name He’s Lobo the Hobo nobody knows his name Don’t know where he’s going not sure from where he came But he’s a picking the blues on his guitar just the same Said Lobo the Hobo I’m gonna leave town tonight Said Lobo the Hobo I’m gonna leave town tonight I ain’t never coming back but then again I might But I’ll be picking the blues till the freight train’s outta sight I’ll be picking the blues till the freight train’s outta sight