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Intro 1
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Verse 1
bandana on a stick
He travels late so he can get lost quick
A beggar and a bum
But he's not a single one
with a hole in his shoe
With that bindle sack, he's on the fly
Probably live that way until the day he dies
he'll keep chugging ahead
is when he's on a roll
so much to see and do
Brown paper bag, bottle of liquid heat
And a cheap cigar stuck between his teeth
but he just don't care
he keeps his profile low
hungry, or cold
never means to be rude
Hasn't held a steady job since
he got back from the war
He's too proud to beg,
so he's always too poor
he was born to roam.
the cows come home.
but most of the time he plays.
a penny to his name.
his way to somewhere new.
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got the blues.
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Once he had a woman but
she flew the coop
Now it's newspaper
blankets and mulligan
stew
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Rocky
Mountains and
Midwest farms
he's back in her arms
the soup bowl's free
his destination's unknown trees fly by but
the ties on the rails of his past
jumps a ride all day across the
great divide, prairies and plains.
he wants to go,
got a heart of gold.
never believed in
borrow, cheat, or rob.
He's just a lonesome hobo
and he's got the blues
He's had a ragged life,
all ripped and torn
He's been that way since
the day he was born
it runs out of steam
crazy hobo dreams
or telling white lies
West, bound to die.
a little like me and you.
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