As I was out walking on a corner one day
I spied an old hobo, in the 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 moreOnly 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 goneA 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
And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummedHe 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 goneDoes 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 nameHe 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