Only A Hobo

As I was out walking on a corner one day
I spied an old hobo, in a 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 more

He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leaving nobody to sing his sad song
Leaving nobody to carry him home
He was only, but one more is gone (one cord for a while) 

Now listing here, a 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 (yes it did)
(Anybody could tell)
And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed

He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leaving nobody to sing his sad song
Leaving nobody to carry him home
He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
(Play the thing now)

Does it take much of a man to see his whole life go down
A women or a girl or anyone in the world 
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

He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
Leaving nobody to sing his sad song
Leaving nobody to carry him home
He was only a hobo, but one more is gone

Only, only a hobo but one more is gone