As I was out walkin' on a corner one day I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he lay His face was all grounded in the cold sidewalk floor And I guess he'd been there for the whole night or more He was only a hobo but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry him home He was only a hobo but one more is gone (One chord for a while) Now listen here A blanket of newspaper covered his head As the step was his pillow, the street was his bed One look at his face showed the hard road he'd come (Yes it did) (Anybody could tell) And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed He was only a hobo but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry him home He was only a hobo but one more is gone Play the thing now Does it take much of a man to see his whole life go down? (Or a woman, or a girl, or anyone in the world) To look up at that 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? He was only a hobo but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Lord, Lord he's leavin' nobody to carry him home He was only a hobo but one more is gone, oh, oh Only, only a hobo but one more is gone