As the train sped through the darkness, with raging storm outside,
Saat kereta melaju melalui kegelapan, dengan badai yang mengamuk di luar,
Hobo Bill, the railroad bum, was taking his last ride.
Hobo Bill, kereta api, sedang mengambil perjalanan terakhirnya.

The sadness of his eyes revealed the torture of his soul,
Kesedihan matanya mengungkapkan penyiksaan jiwanya,
As he raised a weak and weary hand to brush away the cold.
Saat dia mengangkat tangan yang lemah dan letih untuk menyingkirkan dinginnya.

Outside the rain was a-pouring on that lonely boxcar door,
Di luar hujan menetes di pintu kereta api yang sepi itu,
And the little form of Hobo Bill lay still upon the floor.
Dan bentuk kecil Hobo Bill terbaring diam di atas lantai.

He heard the whistle blowing in a dreamy sort of way,
Dia mendengar peluit bertiup dengan cara yang melamun,
The hobo seemed contented, for he smiled there where he lay.
Ketukan itu tampak puas, karena ia tersenyum di tempat ia berbaring.

It was early in the morning when they raised the hobo's head,
Saat itu pagi-pagi ketika mereka mengangkat kepala si hobo,
And the smile still lingered on his face, but Hobo Bill was dead.
Senyumnya masih menempel di wajahnya, tapi Hobo Bill sudah meninggal.

There was no mother's longing to think of his weary soul,
Tidak ada kerinduan ibu untuk memikirkan jiwanya yang lelah,
He was nothing but a railroad bum who died out in the cold.
Dia bukan apa-apa selain gelandangan kereta api yang mati dalam kedinginan.