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

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