Lullaby for a Hobo

Come and soothe your tired feet now
You’ve been traveling for so long
Let the hay receive your body
Fall asleep to your own song

Don’t you worry ‘bout tomorrow
Let tomorrow bear its pain
This old barn is yours to borrow
Safe from all that wind and rain

Come and soothe your tired feet now …

You’re looked down upon and taunted
So your pride’s not very strong
But there’s a place where you are wanted
Heaven knows where you belong

Come and soothe your tired feet now …