 ¶ I guess his name was Boomer Bill ¶ ¶ If that won't do another will ¶ ¶ A hobo doesn't need a name ¶ ¶ Cause he never gets no mail ¶ ¶ The only friend old Boomer had ¶ ¶ To ride with him through good and bad ¶ ¶ Was a shaggy little mongrel he called ¶ ¶ Queen of the Rail ¶ ¶ A black smoked choo-choo's gone away ¶ ¶ Bummin' it's just not the same ¶ ¶ Dreams are few and far between ¶ ¶ But memories seldom fail ¶