The Hobo Song Old and In The Way Asus4 A Asus4 A (x2) F#m D Bm G Too late to feel sorrow, too late to feel pain Bm A Now he's just an old hobo lost out in the rain F#m D Bm G He'll never cause trouble, so don't have no fear Bm A He's just an old hobo, and he'll soon be far away from here C# D Dm He used to be a gambling man just like you A E Asus4 A Until he sank so low that there was nothin' that no one could do Oh, don't make him ask you, don't make him beg He was a war hero, and that's how he hurt his leg Well, he killed thirty injuns with one cannon ball Now he's just an old hobo asleep out in the hall He used to be a gambling man just like you Until he sank so low that there was nothin' that no one could do *Solo* A wife and five children who live in L.A. Oh, they miss their dear daddy who's gone so far away They still have his picture, it's a-hung on the wall Now he's just an old hobo asleep out in the hall He used to be a gambling man just like you Until he sank so low that there was nothin' that no one could do He used to be a gambling man just like you Until he sank so low that there was nothin' that no one could do... Copyright 1975