John Lee Hooker hobo blues

When I first thought to hobo'in, hobo'in
I took a freight train to be my friend, oh Lord
You know I hobo'd, hobo'd, hobo'd, hobo'd
Hobo'd a long, long way from home, oh Lord
Yes, my mother followed me that mornin', me that mornin', boy
She followed me down to the yard, oh yeah
She said, My son hes gone, hes gone, hes gone
Yes, hes gone in a poor some wear, oh yeah
Yes, I left my dear old mother, dear old mother
I left my honor, need a crime, oh Lord
Take care of my child
Take care, take care of my child