Hobo痴 Warning
When I was just nine years old, I met a railroad bum,
As he sat beside the track that I was passing
And he said come and listen to my tale,
Of bad luck I致e had some
Because I never had a friendship that was lasting.
I walked up to him carefully, I knew he was half tight
And he told me, his sad story while I listened
As he shivered from the cold that he had caught the previous night
And the tears ran down his face and softly glistened.
And he said son, stay away, from this railroad
Please the ones who love you, choose a goal
Cause me, I知 just a lost man on a freight train
And I知 lonely, I知 hungry, and I知 cold.
That hobo made me feel so bad,I stayed up half of the night,
And I thought about the words that he had spoken.
And I knew what I was old enough to recognize the sight
Of a man whose soul and spirit had been broken.
And he said son, stay away from this railroad
Please the ones who love you, choose a goal
Cause me, I知 just a lost man on a freight train
And I知 lonely, I知 hungry, and I知 cold.
I hope somewhere he found someplace where he is safe and warm
And someone who could comfort all his sorrow
And maybe he could clear his head of all his mental storms
Then he壇 never be afraid to face tomorrow.
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