This is when I was leaving Memphis, San Francisco bound I used to hobo a lot of freight trains once in my time On a lot of different roads When the men hauled out on the road I was always ready to ride I used to ride free You know I used to pour coal I used to sit in the window watch the driver road One time I got my old guitar on my back I wanted to leave Memphis, I got tired of leaving in that town Got my old guitar Walked down on the track waiting for that first _____ come putting down the line Sure enough she did I got myself all set Crawled up in the blind After I got all set I come down on the _____ like hobos always do I looked down the line Saw one of the brakemen's coming towards me He got at me here what he says Oh lookie here hobo you can't ride this train Lookie here hobo you can't ride this train If you ride the train you gotta pick that guitar and sing Here what I said to him Mister brakeman please don't throw me down Mister brakeman please don't throw me down I pick this guitar for you but I'm San Francisco bound Went on down the road about ninety mile I ran across another hobo Here what he told me He said you know this engineer? Says he got a little house down here side of the railroad track He got a babysitter in there and his wife is in there Sometimes his wife is out in the woods gettin' wood He tell his babysitter what to tell the wife Here's what he says Tell Mary tell Mary take care of the baby for me Tell Mary tell Mary take care of the baby sittin' baby for me The fireman must've had a house on the side of the railroad track Cause here's what he said to Bill Tell Jaime same tell Jaime same tell Jaime same Tell Jaime same thing for me Tell Jaime same tell Jaime same tell Jaime same Tell Jaime same thing for me The old train begin to pick up speed like this San Fracisco bound