The Hobo Song

Author N/A
Live Debut 04/20/1996
Last Time Played 07/15/2012

LYRICS

Too late to feel sorrow Too late to feel pain Heís just an old hobo Lost out

in the rain Heíll never cause trouble
So donít have no fear
Heís just an old hobo
And heíll soon be far away from

here
Chorus:

He used to be a gambling man just like you
Until he sank so low that there was
Nothing that no one could

do
He used to be a gambling man just like you
Until he sank so low that there was
Nothing that no one could do
Oh, don't make

him ask you
Donít make him beg
He was a war hero
And thatís how he hurt his leg
He killed thirty injuns
With one cannon

ball
Now heís just an old hobo
Asleep out in the hall
[chorus]

A wife and five children
Who live in L.A.
They miss

their dear daddy
Whoís gone so far away
They still have his picture
Itís a-hung on the wall
Now heís just an old

hobo
Asleep out in the hall
[chorus]

He used to be a gambling man just like you
Until he sank so low that there

was
Nothing that no one could do.
Thank you so much Chris SanClemente!!!

LIVE APPEARANCES

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