Hobo Jungle

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Keller Williams

A Keller Williams song on his album "Bass" with lyrics by Robert Hunter.

Hidy ho, hidy ho, hobo jungle
Hi-hidy ho

I won't tell you, honey
What your baby does for money
I wouldn't tell you if I knew
But I can guess, and so can you

I won't tell you, honey
What your neighbor does for money
Don't know what she does for cash
But it just might give you the rash

For money don't come for free
Last time I checked my memory
Ways to get it run the gamut
From "Praise the Lord" to plain "goddamn it"

Hidy ho, hidy ho, hobo jungle
Hi-hidy ho

I won't tell you, honey
What your sister does for money
I don't know what she does for fives
But it just might give you the hives

I won't tell you, honey
What your auntie does for money
I don't know what she does for tens
But it just might give you the bends

For money don't come for free
Last time I checked my memory
Ways to get it run the gamut
From "Praise the Lord" to plain "goddamn it"

Hidy ho, hidy ho, hobo jungle
Hi-hidy ho

I won't tell you, honey
What your mama does for money
I don't know what she does for twenty
But I guess it must be plenty

I won't tell you, honey
Where your papa spends your mama's money
Half on beer, half on [row]
Half on you won't ever know

For money don't come for free
Last time I checked my memory
Ways to get it run the gamut
From "Praise the Lord" to plain "goddamn it"

Hidy ho, hidy ho, hobo jungle
Hi-hidy ho