G Em C Am
Too late to feel sorrow Too late to feel pain
F Am G
Hes just an old hobo Lost out in the rain
Em C Am
He never wants trouble So dont have no fear
F Am G
Hes just an old hobo And hell soon be far away from here
Chorus
B7 C
He used to be a gambling man just like you
G
Until he sank so low that there was
D C
Nothing no one could do
G Em C Am
Don't make him ask you Dont make him beg
F Am G
He was a war hero And thats how he hurt his leg
Em
He killed thirty injuns With one cannon ball
He’s just an old hobo Asleep out in the hall
[chorus]
A wife and five children Living in L.A.
How they miss their dear daddy he’s gone so far away
They still have his picture Its a-hung on the wall
Now hes just an old hobo Asleep out in the hall
[chorus]
He used to be a gambling man just like you
Until he sank so low that there was
Nothing that no one could do
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