The Littlest Hobo
Nightingale Cummings
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[Intro] Em D GC D EmEm There's a voiceD That keeps on calling meEm Down the roadD Where I always seem to beG And every stop I makeC I see my old friendD It ain't long until I get spun round and I'm goneC AgainG Maybe TomorrowC My whole world'll settle downD But it ain't tomorrowContinúa después del anuncioEm So I keep movin' onEm I’m down a roadD That never seems to endEm Full of track-lines and railsD And liers around each bendG So if you're gonna join meC For a whileD Better grab your hat, you know I live like thatEm Kinda hobo styleG Maybe TomorrowC I'l wanna settle downD It ain't tomorrowEm So this old world's still my homeEm I got my own world waitin' toD unfoldEm In a ziplock bag where I can drag out this worn-D Down soulG And I made it through so far so I know it wont beC LongD I must be almost there already paid my fare withEm This hobo songG And Maybe TomorrowC My God will help me settle downD But it ain't tomorrow, so I guess l'Il keep movin'Em On