Classic Poem

1

On a Monday mornin' it began to rain;
Aroun' the bend come a passenger train.
On the bumpers was a hobo John;
He's a good old hobo, but he's dead and gone.
Dead and gone, dead and gone,
He's a good old hobo, but he's dead and gone.

2

Charley Snyder was a good engineer,
He told his fireman not to fear,
All he needed was water and coal;
Put your head out the window, see the drivers roll,
See the drivers roll, see the drivers roll,
Put your head out the window, see the drivers roll.

3

Jay Gould's daughter said before she died:
" There's one more road I'd like to ride. "
" Tell me, daughter, what can it be? "
" It's in southern California on the Santa Fe,
On the Santa Fe, on the Santa Fe,
It's in southern California on the Santa Fe. "

4

Jay Gould's daughter said before she died,
" Father, fix the blind so the bums can't ride;
If ride they must, let them ride the rod,
Let 'em put their trust in the hands of God,
In the hands of God, in the hands of God,
Let 'em put their trust in the hands of God. "