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Текст песни John Prine - The Hobo Song

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There was a timeWhen lonely men would wanderThru this landRolling aimlessly alongSo many timesIve heard of their sad storyWritten in the wordsOf dead mens songs.Down through the yearsMany men have yearnedFor freedomSome found itOnly on the open roadSo many tears of bloodHave fell around uscause you cant always do what you are told.Please tell me whereHave all the hobos gone toI see no fire burning downBy the rusty railroad trackCould it be that timeHas gone and left themTied up in lifes eternal traveling sack.Last sunday nightI wrote a letterTo my loved oneI signed my nameAnd knew Id stayed awayToo longThere was a timeWhen my heart was free to wanderAnd I remember as I singThis hobo song.

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