Only A Hobo

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[G]As I was out walking on a [C]corner one [G]day,
I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he [D]lay.
His [G]face was all grounded in the [C]cold sidewalk [G]floor
And I guess he'd been there for the [D]whole night or [G]more.

[C]Only a hobo, but [G]one more is gone
                               [D]   [C]' [G/b]
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
[G]Leavin' nobody to [C]carry him [G]home
He was only a hobo, but [D]one more [C]is [G]gone

A blanket of newspaper covered his head,
As the curb was his pillow, the street was his bed.
One look at his face showed the hard road he'd come
And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed.

Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
Only a hobo, but one more is gone

Does it take much of a man to see his whole life go down,
To look up on the world from a hole in the ground,
To wait for your future like a horse that's gone lame,
To lie in the gutter and die with no name?

Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
Only a hobo, but one more is gone