Only A Hobo

As I was out walking on the corner one day
 I spied an old hobo, in the doorway he lay
 His face was all covered in the cold sidewalk floor
 I guess he'd been there for a whole night or more
 He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
 Leaving nobody to carry it on
 Leaving nobody to sing his sad song
 Only a hobo, but one more is gone
 A blanket of newspaper covered his head
 The step was his pillow
 The street was his bed
 One look at his face
 showed the hard road he'd come
 and a fistful of money
 showed the coins that he'd bummed
 He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
 Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
 Leavin' nobody to carry it on
 Only a hobo, but one more is gone
 Does it take much of a man
 to see a whole life go down
 To look on the world
 from a hole in the ground
 Too late for your future
 like a horse that's gone lame
 To lie in the gutter
 and die with no name
 He was only a hobo, but one more is gone
 Leavin' nobody to sing his sad song
 Leavin' nobody to carry it on
 Only a hobo, but one more is gone