The Last Hobo (feat. Paul Koss) Video (MV)

He said: It's not the way I would have planned it
But it's been a good ride just the same
He said: I never claimed to understand it
Just took my cards and played the game
A fire in a barrel takes the chill out of your bones
An old harp in your pocket and you'll never feel alone
When I hopped my first freight you could hear the steamers roar
But they don't call us hobos anymore

He said: The days seem harder than they used to
And work is getting tough to find
And the travellin's so much harder when you choose to
This whole world's getting left behind
I've rolled across this country more times than I can guess
No place I've ever called my home, though I couldn't care much less
But the trains don't run by the way they did before
And they don't call us hobos anymore

And the kids don't stop to talk no more 'cause their parents tell 'em Don't
He's just a good-for-nothing bum, he could work but he just won't
And the nights are bringing knives and guns; they'll take you just for show
Let's roll this bum, hey, just for fun
No one'll ever know

Now I've spent my time a step behind good fortune
But though there's no good use in askin' why
I coulda settled down but I never found the notion
Now this drifter's day is passing by
And the jungle sounds have faded like a whistle in the night
'Cause all the world has traded two rails for taking flight
Now there's a room down at the mission with my bedroll on the floor
Cause they don't call us hobos anymore