The Hobo

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

[Verse 2]
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And I looked into his eyes they were blue like mine I recognized
       C             C/B        Am
The  hollow  sunken  feeling like some work of art they painted
   G                                                     Am
To hang upon the wall as we 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
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     C                        G                 F            C
That died from an overdose of on the road sits  all  alone...

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

[Verse 4]
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And I hope that he finds Jesus or a bed tonight, or another drink
       C                  C/B     Am
I’d take him home but you see now I  don’t  live  alone
    G                                                          Am
And even if I did some other reason 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                 F            C
That died from an overdose of on the road sits  all  alone...

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

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