Hobo Blues

Sometimes I win
And sometimes I lose
Sometimes I can't keep myself
From singing these a-walking blues
I've been raised up, misdirected
Lost and looking for some kinda sign

I don't know whose life you're living
But it sure ain't mine

9 days on a riverbank
9 days in the cay
9 days with an aching head
And legs just won't stand
I've been drowning in the gutter
Blinded by the railroad wine

I don't know whose life you're living
But it sure ain't mine

People keep on telling me I got something to lose
One too many holes in the soles of my shoes
Walking around this old town
Heavy with my hobo blues

The roof is a-leaking and my floors are all of board
My pickup won't run some for to carry me no load
You’ve been handing me a nickle, well I turn around
And you roll me for a dime

Well I don't know whose life you're living
But it sure ain't mine

Sometimes I win
And sometimes I lose
Sometimes I can't keep myself
From singings these a-walking blues
I've been raised up, misdirected
Lost and a-looking for some kinda sign

I don't know whose life you're living
But it sure ain't mine