HOBO'S SONG

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                                                                I've been drifting along these railroad tracks

                                                                Since the dawning days of time

                                                                From the hot scorched earth I arose at birth

                                                                Like a ghost on the winds of time

 

                                                                In the mist I've ridden specter  trains

                                                                Been rooms with the windows barred

                                                                I've seen men bend in an evil wind

                                                                That made their faces grim and hard

                                                                        Oh Mother Earth, Father Time

                                                                        Call me home

                                                                        This your son, the driftin' one

                                                                        Feeling so alone

                                                                I've seen the daylight ebb and flow

                                                                Back into eternal night

                                                                I've seen vanity and fought for my sanity

                                                                And prayed for the morning light

                                                                So as I stand beside this frozen mound

                                                                I write a eulogy in the snow

                                                                For beneath this sod lies a child of god

                                                                A friend and an old hobo

                                                                         Oh Mother Earth, Father Time

                                                                        Call me home

                                                                        This your son, the driftin' one

                                                                        Feeling so alone

 

 

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