Biography:
Johnny Hobo and the Freight Trains were a nihilistic folk-punk band from southern Vermont. They didn't hop freight trains. They did like to drink forties by the train tracks where the police wouldn't bother them. Most shows were a solo acoustic performance, but the full band at various times included Flash-C (trumpet), Ian Skumfuck (washtub bass), Jeff-face (harmonica), Roman (bicycle), Michael Jordan (drums), & Wyatt (harmonica).
The last show was in 2007.
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Other songs:
- New Mexico Song
- Acid Song
- Below Good And Evil
- Church Hymn For The Condemned
- Diy Orgasms
- Free As The Rent We Dont Pay
- Fuck Cops
- Harmony Parking Lot
- Homebum Song
- I Want Cancer For Christmas
- No Trespassing Waltz
- Not My Revolution Oi Oi Oi
- Politics Of Holy Shit I Just Cut My Hand Open On A Broken Bottle
- Politics Of Holy Shit I Just Cut Open My Hand On A Broken Bottle
- Put Arsenic In The Frosting Next Time
- Sellout Song Johnny Hobo Is Dead
- Skaggy
- Spray Paint And Alleyways
- Tampa Bay Song
- The Politics Of Holy Shit I Just Cut My Hand On A Bottle
- Untitled
- Urine Speaks Louder Than Words
- Where Is My Coffee
- Whiskey Is My Kind Of Lullaby
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Intro.
C F C G C F G
Verse.
C F C F C F G
C F C F C F G Am x2
Well if I found god anywhere, it would be by the tracks
Face down in a box car, forty in both hands
And when I find god there, we’ll just sit and roll some top
Cause he’ll be just as confused as anyone else on this rock
I took two tabs of acid yesterday afternoon
And I woke up this morning with a torn pair of shoes
And found I’d ruined my life and everyone else’s too
I guess this is what my teachers warned me drugs would do
Chorus.
G C G C
G once. Am once . C once. F G
But they forgot to mention the way
That the morphine makes the pain go away
And how I’ll always remember the good times in my spine
And the holes I burned in my brain with this next line
Intro.
Verse.
If I found satan anywhere it would be by the tracks
Trading souls of kids like me for cheap bags of smack
When I find satan there you know I won’t be thinking twice
Cause at least in hell there’s rock ‘n roll and ain’t no jesus christ
And I swear I left my sanity someplace in this mess
Crumpled between empty beers and packs of cigarettes
?Kick my last hope to pieces? and just hope for the best
I guess this is why my friends warned me against hopelessness
Chorus.
But they’re the one’s getting laid
And I’m the one waking up lonely every single day
And I’ll remember that as I listen to their crap
And tell them to fuck off, then hug them after that
Intro.
Verse. End on C held out, then hold out F, C intro pattern, F C.
Well if I found god anywhere it would be by the tracks
Huffin whippits down as he watches the trains pass
When I find god there I’ll watch him pass out throwning up
Cause he’s cried himself to sleep every night since the one that he made us
C F C G C F G
Verse.
C F C F C F G
C F C F C F G Am x2
Well if I found god anywhere, it would be by the tracks
Face down in a box car, forty in both hands
And when I find god there, we’ll just sit and roll some top
Cause he’ll be just as confused as anyone else on this rock
I took two tabs of acid yesterday afternoon
And I woke up this morning with a torn pair of shoes
And found I’d ruined my life and everyone else’s too
I guess this is what my teachers warned me drugs would do
Chorus.
G C G C
G once. Am once . C once. F G
But they forgot to mention the way
That the morphine makes the pain go away
And how I’ll always remember the good times in my spine
And the holes I burned in my brain with this next line
Intro.
Verse.
If I found satan anywhere it would be by the tracks
Trading souls of kids like me for cheap bags of smack
When I find satan there you know I won’t be thinking twice
Cause at least in hell there’s rock ‘n roll and ain’t no jesus christ
And I swear I left my sanity someplace in this mess
Crumpled between empty beers and packs of cigarettes
?Kick my last hope to pieces? and just hope for the best
I guess this is why my friends warned me against hopelessness
Chorus.
But they’re the one’s getting laid
And I’m the one waking up lonely every single day
And I’ll remember that as I listen to their crap
And tell them to fuck off, then hug them after that
Intro.
Verse. End on C held out, then hold out F, C intro pattern, F C.
Well if I found god anywhere it would be by the tracks
Huffin whippits down as he watches the trains pass
When I find god there I’ll watch him pass out throwning up
Cause he’s cried himself to sleep every night since the one that he made us
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