Chords for Wilf Carter- Hobos Song of the Mounties 1934
Tempo:
97.15 bpm
Chords used:
F
Bb
G
C
Dm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [F]
Oh, listen to the song of the [C] hobo, [Bb] A-riding on the [F] eastbound train.
[Bb]
Amid the cinders flying [F] from the old [G] smokestack, Oh, listen to the sweet [F] refrain.
We're just a jolly bunch [Bb] of [C] hobos, [Bb] No money, not a job [F] can we find.
[Bb] So, Mr.
Redcoat, don't let us [F] keep you waiting, We're [G] just a-going a little farther down [F] the line.
Some folks say we have [Bb] no [G] worries, [Bb] No taxes, gas, or coal bills [F] to pay.
[Bb] We get our heat and gas from [F] the old smokestack, As [G] the old train is rattling on [F] her way.
Now, we never stop [Bb] to [C] worry, [Bb] The engineer's watching [F] the line.
[Bb] All we gotta do is [F] watch the mound, But we [G] don't have much trouble getting [F] off in time.
Oh, his coat and buttons glistening [Bb] in the [G] sunshine, [Bb] And at his belt is hung a [F] wicked gun.
[Bb] Just waiting there to catch a [F] bunch of hobos, [G] Because depression made us all go [F] on the bum.
They say it's nice for us to make [Bb] new [C] acquaintances, [Bb] Many times we're presented to [F] the judge.
[Bb]
Fourteen days in jail [F] for riding on the rail, [G] And then we all get thrown [F] in the jug.
Do the police ever stop to [Bb] [G] consider, [Bb] That we are helping them [F] hold their job?
[Bb] If they didn't have the fun [F] keeping us all on the run, [G] They'd all be with us riding [F] on the rug.
But now, folks, you've heard [Bb] our [C] story, [Bb] The cops are heading [F] down our way.
[Bb] They chase us going east, [F] they chase us going west, [G] Now I wonder [C] where they think we're [F] gonna stay.
We're a jolly bunch [Bb] of [C] hobos, [Bb] No money, not a job can [F] we find.
[Bb] So, Mr.
Redcoat, don't let us keep [F] you waiting, We're just [Dm] a-going a [G] little farther down [F] the line.
Oh, listen to the song of the [C] hobo, [Bb] A-riding on the [F] eastbound train.
[Bb]
Amid the cinders flying [F] from the old [G] smokestack, Oh, listen to the sweet [F] refrain.
We're just a jolly bunch [Bb] of [C] hobos, [Bb] No money, not a job [F] can we find.
[Bb] So, Mr.
Redcoat, don't let us [F] keep you waiting, We're [G] just a-going a little farther down [F] the line.
Some folks say we have [Bb] no [G] worries, [Bb] No taxes, gas, or coal bills [F] to pay.
[Bb] We get our heat and gas from [F] the old smokestack, As [G] the old train is rattling on [F] her way.
Now, we never stop [Bb] to [C] worry, [Bb] The engineer's watching [F] the line.
[Bb] All we gotta do is [F] watch the mound, But we [G] don't have much trouble getting [F] off in time.
Oh, his coat and buttons glistening [Bb] in the [G] sunshine, [Bb] And at his belt is hung a [F] wicked gun.
[Bb] Just waiting there to catch a [F] bunch of hobos, [G] Because depression made us all go [F] on the bum.
They say it's nice for us to make [Bb] new [C] acquaintances, [Bb] Many times we're presented to [F] the judge.
[Bb]
Fourteen days in jail [F] for riding on the rail, [G] And then we all get thrown [F] in the jug.
Do the police ever stop to [Bb] [G] consider, [Bb] That we are helping them [F] hold their job?
[Bb] If they didn't have the fun [F] keeping us all on the run, [G] They'd all be with us riding [F] on the rug.
But now, folks, you've heard [Bb] our [C] story, [Bb] The cops are heading [F] down our way.
[Bb] They chase us going east, [F] they chase us going west, [G] Now I wonder [C] where they think we're [F] gonna stay.
We're a jolly bunch [Bb] of [C] hobos, [Bb] No money, not a job can [F] we find.
[Bb] So, Mr.
Redcoat, don't let us keep [F] you waiting, We're just [Dm] a-going a [G] little farther down [F] the line.
Key:
F
Bb
G
C
Dm
F
Bb
G
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ [F] _
Oh, listen to the song of the _ [C] hobo, [Bb] A-riding on the [F] eastbound train.
_ [Bb]
Amid the cinders flying [F] from the old _ [G] smokestack, Oh, listen to the sweet [F] refrain.
_ We're just a jolly bunch [Bb] of _ [C] hobos, [Bb] No money, not a job [F] can we find.
[Bb] So, Mr.
Redcoat, don't let us [F] keep you waiting, We're [G] just a-going a little farther down [F] the line.
_ Some folks say we have [Bb] no [G] worries, [Bb] No taxes, gas, or coal bills [F] to pay.
_ [Bb] We get our heat and gas from [F] the old smokestack, As [G] the old train is rattling on [F] her way.
_ Now, we never stop [Bb] to [C] worry, [Bb] The engineer's watching [F] the line.
_ [Bb] All we gotta do is [F] watch the mound, But we [G] don't have much trouble getting [F] off in time.
Oh, his coat and buttons glistening [Bb] in the [G] sunshine, [Bb] And at his belt is hung a [F] wicked gun.
_ [Bb] Just waiting there to catch a [F] bunch of _ hobos, [G] Because depression made us all go [F] on the bum.
They say it's nice for us to make [Bb] new _ [C] acquaintances, [Bb] Many times we're presented to [F] the judge.
_ _ [Bb]
Fourteen days in jail [F] for riding on the rail, [G] And then we all get thrown [F] in the jug.
_ Do the police ever stop to [Bb] _ [G] consider, [Bb] That we are helping them [F] hold their job?
_ [Bb] If they didn't have the fun [F] keeping us all on the run, [G] They'd all be with us riding [F] on the rug.
But now, folks, you've heard [Bb] our [C] story, [Bb] The cops are heading [F] down our way.
_ [Bb] They chase us going east, [F] they chase us going west, [G] Now I wonder [C] where they think we're [F] gonna stay.
_ We're a jolly bunch [Bb] of _ [C] hobos, [Bb] No money, not a job can [F] we find.
[Bb] So, Mr.
Redcoat, don't let us keep [F] you waiting, We're just [Dm] a-going a [G] little farther down [F] the line. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
Oh, listen to the song of the _ [C] hobo, [Bb] A-riding on the [F] eastbound train.
_ [Bb]
Amid the cinders flying [F] from the old _ [G] smokestack, Oh, listen to the sweet [F] refrain.
_ We're just a jolly bunch [Bb] of _ [C] hobos, [Bb] No money, not a job [F] can we find.
[Bb] So, Mr.
Redcoat, don't let us [F] keep you waiting, We're [G] just a-going a little farther down [F] the line.
_ Some folks say we have [Bb] no [G] worries, [Bb] No taxes, gas, or coal bills [F] to pay.
_ [Bb] We get our heat and gas from [F] the old smokestack, As [G] the old train is rattling on [F] her way.
_ Now, we never stop [Bb] to [C] worry, [Bb] The engineer's watching [F] the line.
_ [Bb] All we gotta do is [F] watch the mound, But we [G] don't have much trouble getting [F] off in time.
Oh, his coat and buttons glistening [Bb] in the [G] sunshine, [Bb] And at his belt is hung a [F] wicked gun.
_ [Bb] Just waiting there to catch a [F] bunch of _ hobos, [G] Because depression made us all go [F] on the bum.
They say it's nice for us to make [Bb] new _ [C] acquaintances, [Bb] Many times we're presented to [F] the judge.
_ _ [Bb]
Fourteen days in jail [F] for riding on the rail, [G] And then we all get thrown [F] in the jug.
_ Do the police ever stop to [Bb] _ [G] consider, [Bb] That we are helping them [F] hold their job?
_ [Bb] If they didn't have the fun [F] keeping us all on the run, [G] They'd all be with us riding [F] on the rug.
But now, folks, you've heard [Bb] our [C] story, [Bb] The cops are heading [F] down our way.
_ [Bb] They chase us going east, [F] they chase us going west, [G] Now I wonder [C] where they think we're [F] gonna stay.
_ We're a jolly bunch [Bb] of _ [C] hobos, [Bb] No money, not a job can [F] we find.
[Bb] So, Mr.
Redcoat, don't let us keep [F] you waiting, We're just [Dm] a-going a [G] little farther down [F] the line. _ _ _
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