HOBO IN MY MIND

Tom Paxton.

Up on Smoky mountain, 
Drinking from a soda fountain,
That's where I was when I was
A hobo in my mind.
Hoppin' freights and pickin' dates,
Gobblin' beans from old tin plates,
It seems like years since I was just
A hobo in my mind.

It did no harm, it set my mind
To dreamin' of a way,
To get my hands on something 
That I had to find someday,
Far beyond Chicago,
Somewhere where the longest trains go,
That's where I was when I was
A hobo in my mind.

(short instrumental break)

Me and a couple of buddies,
We didn't care if our shoes got muddy,
We didn't care where the trains were bound
We'd ride them rascals blind.
Oh, maybe I was crazy,
Maybe just my foolish ways,
But that's where I was when I was
A hobo in my mind.

(repeat middle verse twice, quiet finish with repeat "That's where I was when I was a hobo in my mind."
TEXT - Thanks to "Gurney at Mudcat"