Hobo

He's a lonesome hobo, got nowhere to go
He's a lonesome hobo, he ain't got no home
He can't find his babe, I guess he oughta roam

Black skin, dirty hair, got no money at all
Just a few coins hidden in a crack in the wall
Everybody's mocks him, makes him crawl

He's a lonesome hobo, got nowhere to go
He's a lonesome hobo, he ain't got no home
He can't find his babe, I guess he oughta roam

His story long, long and sad, he ran away
His shack's been burnt, turned to dust in a day
Paid war's toll, I guess he oughta pray

He's a lonesome hobo, got nowhere to go
He's a lonesome hobo, he ain't got no home
He can't find his babe, I guess he oughta roam

Haunted by the past, got a dream in mind
Play and don't let 'em be blind
He knows he's just barely getting by
Yet he got this dream in mind
All are equal the same way, yet he knows it's hard to explain

He's a lonesome hobo yet he's free to roam
He's a lonesome hobo, the world his home
He'll find his babe, I guess he oughta roll



Credits
Writer(s): Leonardo Scarpetti
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