Standard (EADGBE)
Hobo lady of mine,
I never knew from whence you came, what a shame.
And every time I'd ask her she'd explain,
Well I'm a ramblin', just a ramblin' kind of a gal,
you know that washin the dishes ain't exactly my busy day.
So if you want to get it on with me,
you better hush up honey, here's what to say
come a runnin' honey,
gonna jump aboard the Santa Fe.
Hobo lady of mine,
a specimen of the lesser kind, she's fine.
Well she's a cannonball rider from way down home.
Dirty jeans and that ragged tawny hair.
She's the belle of every bum who's got a heart.
A shaggy little momma with a way out life,
a real jelly roll baker from way back when.
Come a little closer first lady of the lower class.
Hum drum miss American gal, come on and
take a little tip from me and be, now,
someone you don't find in the classroom every day.
Just think of how that little hobo lady does
when you're making sure of arithmetic.
It's such a drag to stay behind,
we leave our callin' all of the time.
So come a runnin honey and I'm gonna satisfy your soul.
[instru verse to chorus:]
So if you want to get it on with me
you better hush up honey, here's what to say.
Come a runnin honey and I'm gonna satisfy your soul.
Come a runnin honey and I'm gonna satisfy your soul.