Hobo Blues Songtext

Nine days on a riverbank
Nine days in the key
Nine days with an aching head
My legs, they just won't stand
I've been drownin' in the gutter
Blinded by the railroad wine

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

People keep on tellin' me I got somethin' to lose
One too many holes in the soles of my shoes
Walkin' 'round this old town
Heavy with my hobo blues


The roof is a-leakin' and my floors are all of board
My pickup won't run some for to carry me no load
You've been handin' me a nickle, well I turn around
And you roll me for a dime
I don't know whose life life you're livin'
But it sure ain't mine

Sometimes I win
And sometimes I lose
Sometimes I can't keep myself
From singin' these a-walkin' blues
Well, I've been raised up, misdirected
Lost and lookin' for some kind of sign

I don't know whose life life you're livin'
But it sure ain't mine
Lord, I don't know whose life life you're livin'
But it sure ain't mine