Columbia Records Pressing Plant (Terre Haute) - I Am A Lonesome Hobo lyrics

[Verse 1] 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 everything 'Cept beggin' on the street [Verse 2] 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 [Verse 3] Kind ladies and kind gentlemen Soon I will be gone But let me just warn you all Before I do pa** 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