31/01/2006

Hobo fellow

I was lonely on a saturday evening / Wondering hard for a reason to live / I was walking sad and blue / Down the streets of New-Orleans / Nobody was looking at me / Roads were full of empty people / I’m just trying to survive and / Trying to get something to eat / No money, no home No girl, no job, no car I’m just a lonesome hobo fellow No will, no love No hope and nowhere to go / I’m just a lonesome hobo fellow / Last night got nothing to drink / What about praying the Lord? / Red red wine makes me feel so fine / Red red wine helps me forget my name / Nobody’s here to feed me / Even dogs don’t like no more / A hobo fellow that’s all I am / Just a mean old man with only one left shoe / No money, no home No girl, no job, no car / I’m just a lonesome hobo fellow / No will, no love, No hope and nowhere to go / I’m just a lonesome hobo fellow / Sunday morning it’s raining again / I get so tired of this jam / I get so tired of wandering / Get so tired of this life / Let me tell you something Sam / Just look at me in the eye and say / You’re wrong man, life is cool / And I will have real reasons to hate you / No money, no home No girl, no job, no car I’m just a lonesome hobo fellow / No will, no love No hope and nowhere to go / I’m just a lonesome hobo fellow

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