E A E Boxcar's my home, railroad my friendB7 It's been that way, since I don't know whenE A E I'm here today, I'm goneB7 E Where I hang my hat, is where I call homeA E Stars at night, my roof over headB7 The ground below, where I make my bedE A E Horizons you see, well that is my wallsB7 E When the sun comes up, my hobo blood calls Stars at night, my roof over head The ground below, where I make my bed Horizons you see, well that is my walls When the sun comes up, my hobo blood calls Boxcar's my home, railroad my friend It's been that way, since I don't know when I'm here today, I'm gone Where I hang my hat, is where I call home
Boxcar's My Home
Boxcar Willie
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