Hobo, You Can’t Ride This Train Louis Armstrong

My my my, listen to that rhythm train, boys
Boy, I bet all them hobos all sit under them rods
Old A-number one and all them cats
All aboard for Pittsburgh, Harrisburg, oh all the burgs

Yeah, oh
Mmm, yeah
Oh, sing it
Oh, yeah

Now hobo, oh hobo
Hobo, you can't ride this train

Now boy, I'm the brakesman and I'm a tough man
But I ain't lookin', ha ha ha, yeah

Now hobo, listen here hobo
Mmm, you can't ride this train

There's some of the hobos blowing there, brother Hall
[Clarinet solo: Edmond Hall]

Now hobo, hobo
Hobo, you can't ride this train

Here's another hobo, brother Young
[Trombone solo: Trummy Young]