Hobo Blues

Sometimes I win And sometimes I lose And sometimes I can't help myself Sing the talkin' blues I've been raised up, misdirected Lost and a-looking for some kinda sign I don't know whose life I'm living But it sure ain't mine Keep on telling me I got something to lose One too many holes in the soles of my shoes Kicking around town Oh so heavy with my hobo blues Roof is a-leaking and my floors are all old Pickup won't run some fort to carry me no load Been handing me a nickel I turn around And they ask me for a dime Don't know whose life I'm living But it sure ain't mine Keep on telling me I got something to lose One too many holes in the soles of my shoes Kicking 'round town Heavy with my hobo blues Nine days on a riverbed Nine days in the can Nine days with my aching head And legs just won't stand I've been drowning in a gutter Blinded by this railroad wine Don't know whose life I'm living But it sure ain't mine Alright Keep it up