C F He was born in International Falls a long, long time ago. G F C Moved to Tucumcari when the ironwork got slow. F He was cornbread and hard scrabble and scratching for every dime. G F C 'Til he threw it in and he hit the road to walk that endless line. G Now he's the Last Hobo. C Riding the last boxcar. G On the last freight train. C Leaving here. G Now he's the Last Hobo. C Riding the last boxcar. G On the last freight train. C Away from here. F He tried his hands at lots of jobs and he did 'em all with pride. G F C From shoeing mules to driving trucks, he mastered what he tried. F It must have been Ramona, she was all he cared about. G F C When she ran away and left him you could see the fire go out. G Now he's the Last Hobo. C Riding the last boxcar. G On the last freight train. C Away from here. F We hardly ever see him, C Once or twice and he would stay a day or two. F He'd ask about Ramona. G G7 Then he'd say that he was only passing through. C F Now he knows every railroad bull along the right of way. G F C And every hobo jungle from New York to Santa Fe. F He's looked for his Ramona on the far side of the hill. G F C Now his sun is sinking lower and he's looking for her still. G Still he's the Last Hobo. C Riding the last boxcar. G On the last freight train. C Leaving here. G Now he's the Last Hobo. C Riding the last boxcar. G On the last freight train. C Away from here.