I am a lonesome hobo
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Without family or friends
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Where another man's life might begin
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That's exactly where mine ends
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I have tried my hand at bribery
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Blackmail and deceit
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And I've served time for ev'rything
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'Cept begging on the street.
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Well, once I was rather prosperous
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There was nothing I did lack
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I had fourteen-karat gold in my mouth
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And silk upon my back
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But I did not trust my brother
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I carried him to blame
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Which led me to my fatal doom
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To wander off in shame.
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Kind ladies and kind gentlemen
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Soon I will be gone
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But let me just warn you all
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Before I do pass on:
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Stay free from petty jealousies
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Live by no man's code
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And hold your judgement for yourself
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Lest you wind up on his road.
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I Am A Lonesome Hobo
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| Bob Dylan |
