Hobo Kinda Man Lynyrd Skynyrd

[Verse 1]
Around the time of the second world war
A new kind of man came through the door
I ain't looking for food
I'm looking for work
Not afraid to sweat - digging in the dirt
I ain't looking for a hand-out
But I'm willing to lend a hand to the man that pays me
Yes I am
Mr. Roosevelt, he understands I'm a hobo kinda man
I've been riding this train
I've been up all night
I'll be swinging that ho before daylight
When the next box car comes along
I'll jump it and fight ya and call it my home
When the money runs out, so do I
I'll be riding these rails 'till times change and kill me
Yes I will
I never know where I am, hey, I'm a hobo kinda man
That's what I am

[Chorus]
Those steel wheels-a-rolling
Somewhere I feel me towing, I know
I can hear that whistle blowing
Come tomorrow morning
I'll be gone
Yeah
Oh! I'm a hobo kinda man