Guy Clark – The Last Hobo (Guitar)

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Well the Commodore sleeps with his boots on

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Under a blanket of Santa Fe snow

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He got an old harp he plays the blues on

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He goes scar'n up quarters wherever he goes

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The Commodore he's an old hobo

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And his wild and his crazy and his just about free

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You know he rode the rails through the Dust Bowel

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Ah and he sailed the China Sea

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But there ain't no more rattlers to ride

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Singapore seen better days

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He's just an old hobo with no place to go bo

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All aboard anchors away

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With his back to the front of the boxcar

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Ah it's cold and it's wet and it's and a little too late

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And his way too far from the ocean

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And his think'n about givi'n up freighters and freights

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Decoated he stands on the trestle

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Cosider'n jump'n, Cosider'n not

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When all of a sudden from nowhere

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Comes the sound of a train he ain't caught

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But there ain't no more rattlers to ride

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Singapore seen better days

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He's just an old hobo with no place to go bo

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All aboard anchors away

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All aboard anchors away