Bootleg Series 1-3 version
G C G
As I was out walking on a corner one day,
D
I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he lay.
G C G
His face was all grounded in the cold sidewalk floor
D G
And I guess he'd been there for the whole night or more.
C G
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
D C' G/b
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
G C G
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
D C' G
He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
A blanket of newspaper covered his head, As the curb 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 bummed.
Only a hobo, but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry him home Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Does 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 name?
Only a hobo, but one more is gone Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song Leavin' nobody to carry him home Only a hobo, but one more is gone
Another Self Portrait version
The chords are virtually identical, with these slight changes to the refrain:
C G
Only a hobo, but one more is gone
D
Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
G C G
Leavin' nobody to carry him home
D G C
He was only a hobo, but one more is gone, m-m-m
D G
only a hobo, but one more is gone