The Hobo

Dm                     Dm/C#     
And he sits beside the fountain 
        Dm/C                   G
with his head bowed down, don’t look
 around
       C                  C/B     
At the grey steel and the concrete
   Am
 a man has never known a colder home
     G                          
With fifty cents for burgundy, a 
paper bag that holds a change of 
 Am
socks
                       E
and a bible that’s too poor to hock

[Verse 2]
Dm                     Dm/C#     
And I looked into his eyes they 
    Dm/C             G
were blue like mine I recognized
       C             C/B        
The  hollow  sunken  feeling like 
Am
some work of art they painted
   G                               
To hang upon the wall as we 
                      Am
gathered round to praise the honesty
                        E
of  one  man’s  lonely  misery

[Chorus]
    F                           Fm
And every heart that ever broke one 
man’s dreams a heavy load
Continúa después del anuncio
     C                        G   
That died from an overdose of on 
              F            C
the road sits  all  alone...

[Verse 3]
Dm                  Dm/C#     
I gave the man some money and 
Dm/C               G
wished him well as my eyes fell
       C                     C/B  
To his feet, the bottom of a body 
Am
wrapped up inside such ragged 
clothes
     G                             
That I felt like a millionaire with
 little more, but rich, so rich in 
Am
love
                   E
and no one gives a damn for him

[Verse 4]
Dm                       Dm/C#   
And I hope that he finds Jesus or
   Dm/C            G
 a bed tonight, or another drink
       C                  C/B     
I’d take him home but you see now I 
Am
 don’t  live  alone
    G                              
And even if I did some other reason
                            Am
 would make me think of the places
E
that I must go

[Chorus]
    F                           Fm
And every heart that ever broke one 
man’s dreams a heavy load
     C                        G   
That died from an overdose of on 
              F            C
the road sits  all  alone...

[Verse 5]
    Dm          Dm/C#           
And maybe if he got a shave and 
Dm/C                 G
washed the blood off of his face
       C                      C/B 
And changed his suit, he’d be some
             Am
 use to this country, this 
prosperity
G                                 
But he’s bleeding in his soul they
 haven’t found a cure for that you 
Am
see
E
except for maybe burgundy

[Chorus]
    F                           Fm
And every heart that ever broke one 
man’s dreams a heavy load
     C                        G   
That died from an overdose of on 
              F            C
the road sits  all  alone...