FAST FREIGHT GOING HOME. Verse three.

“Tell the bunch around Market Street
My face no more they’ll view;
Tell them I’ve CAUGHT A FAST FREIGHT……
AND IM GOING STRAIGHT OH THROUGH!
Tell them not to weep for me-
NO TEARS IN THEIR EYES MUST LURK-
For I am going to a BETTER LAND,
Where they hate the word called WORK.

HARK! I hear her WHISTLING!
I MUST CATCH HER ON THE FLY!
I would like one scoop of beer,
Once more, before I die.
The HOBO stopped….his head fell back….
HE’D SUNG HIS LAST REFRAIN……..
HIS OLD PAL STOLE HIS COAT AND HAT…….
And caught an EASTBOUND TRAIN.

A verse I added.

Tell the boys Im riding out
On a fast freight all alone,
AND GOD HAS LIT A MILLION STARS
TO GUIDE ME TO MY HOME!