I am a lonesome hobo
Without family or friends,
Where another man"s life might begin,
That"s exactly where mine ends.
I have tried my hand at bribery,
Blackmail and deceit,
And I"ve served time for ev"rything
"Cept beggin" on the street.
Well, once I was rather prosperous,
There was nothing I did lack.
I had fourteen-karat gold in my mouth
And silk upon my back.
But I did not trust my brother,
I carried him to blame,
Which led me to my fatal doom,
To wander off in shame.
Kind ladies and kind gentlemen,
Soon I will be gone,
But let me just warn you all,
Before I do pass on;
Stay free from petty jealousies,
Live by no man"s code,
And hold your judgment for yourself
Lest you wind up on this road.