Only a Hobo

As I was out walking on the corner one day I spied an old hobo, in the doorway he lay His face was all covered in the cold sidewalk floor I guess he'd been there for a whole night or more He was only a hobo, but one more is gone Leaving nobody to carry it on Leaving nobody to sing his sad song Only a hobo, but one more is gone A blanket of newspaper covered his head The step was his pillow The street was his bed One look at his face Showed the hard road he'd come And a fistful of money Showed the coins that he'd bummed He was only a hobo, but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry it on Only a hobo, but one more is gone Does it take much of a man To see a whole life go down To look on the world From a hole in the ground Too late for your future Like a horse that's gone lame To lie in the gutter And die with no name He was only a hobo, but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry it on Only a hobo, but one more is gone