I can't give you a lot

'Cause there's lots that I ain't got

And all the time that has sped

Is branded on my brain

Simple and plain

The things I've learned from life as it's led

I learned 'em in the bedroom and in the barroom

And in a hobo's hard luck tale

I learned 'em in the gray gloom of a back room

As the light began to fail

I know them in my head

The things that I've heard said

The things I've learned day to day

The lessons of the years

The truths and the fears

The memories are never far away

I learned 'em in the bedroom and in the barroom

And in a hobo's hard luck tale

I learned 'em in the gray gloom of a back room

As the light began to fail

I learned what I need to hear

And when to shut my ear

To things that make no sense

I learned how to reach

And I learned when to speak

And I learned how to take the consequence

I learned it in the bedroom and in the barroom

And in a hobo's hard luck tale

I learned it in the gray gloom of a back room

As the light began to fail

I learned it in the bedroom and in the barroom

And in a hobo's hard luck tale

I learned it in the gray gloom of a back room

As the light began to fail

I learned it in the gray gloom of a back room

As the light began to fail