Jimmie Rodgers – Hobos Meditation (Ukulele)

   A  E     A
Tonight as I lay on the boxcar

   D        A
Just waiting for a train to pass by

   D        A
What will become of the hobo

   B7       E
Whenever his turn comes to die

   A        E  A
There's a Master up yonder in Heaven

   D           D flat
Got a place that we might call our home

   D        A  F#m
Willl we have to work for a living

   B7 E     A
Or can we continue to roam

      A     D     A
Will there be any freight trains in Heaven

   D           A
Any boxcars in which we might hide

   D           A
Will there be any tough cops or brakemen

   B7          E
Will they tell us that we cannot ride

      A     E     A
Will the hobo chum with the rich man

   D           D flat
Will we always have money to spare

   D           A  F#m
Will they have respect for the hobo

   B7    E     A
In that land that lies hidden up there