Only A Hobo

Bob Dylan

GAs I was out walking on a Ccorner one Gday,
I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he Dlay.
His Gface was all grounded in the Ccold sidewalk Gfloor
And I guess he'd been there for the Dwhole night or Gmore.
COnly a hobo, but Gone more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad Dsong
GLeavin' nobody to Ccarry him Ghome
He was only a hobo, but Done more is Ggone

A blanket of newspaper covered his head,
As the curb was his pillow, the street was his bed.
One look at his face showed the hard road he'd come
And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed.
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
Only a hobo, but one more is gone

Does it take much of a man to see his whole life go down,
To look up on the world from a hole in the ground,
To wait for your future like a horse that's gone lame,
To lie in the gutter and die with no name?
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
Only a hobo, but one more is gone