Rockefeller's busy giving dough away;

Chevrolet is busy making cars;

Hobo, you keep busy when they throw away

Slightly used cigars.

Hobo, you've no time to shirk.

You're busy keeping far away from work.



Refrain



The weather' s getting fine.

The coffee tastes like wine.

You happy hobo, sing,

"Hallelujah, I'm a bum again!"

Why work away for wealth

When you can travel for your health?

It' s spring, you hobo, sing,

"Hallelujah, I'm a bum again!"

Your home is always near;

The moon's your chandelier;

Your ceiling is the sky,

Way up high.

The road is your estate,

The earth your little dinner plate;

It's spring, you hobo, sing,

"Hallelujah, I'm a bum again!"