only a hobo

as i was out walkin' on a corner one day

i spied an old hobo

in a doorway he lay

his face was all grounded in the cold sidewalk floor

and i guess he'd been there for the whole night or more

he was only a hobo but one more is gone

leavin' nobody to sing his sad song

leavin' nobody to carry him home

he was only a hobo but one more is gone

now listen here

a blanket of newspaper covered his head

as the step was his pillow

the street was his bed

one look at his face showed the hard road he'd come

and a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed

he was only a hobo but one more is gone

leavin' nobody to sing his sad song

leavin' nobody to carry him home

he was only a hobo but one more is gone

play the thing now

does it take much of a man to see his whole life go down?

to look up at that world from a hole in the ground?

to wait for your future like a horse that's gone lame?

to lie in the gutter and die with no name?

he was only a hobo but one more is gone

leavin' nobody to sing his sad song

lord

lord he's leavin' nobody to carry him home

he was only a hobo but one more is gone

oh

oh

only

only a hobo but one more is gone