The Hobo Song
Old and In The Way 

Asus4 A  Asus4 A (x2)
         A                          F#m    D                        Bm   G
            Too late to feel sorrow, too late to feel pain
                                              Bm  A
            Now he's just an old hobo lost out in the rain
            He'll never cause trouble, so don't have no fear
            He's just an old hobo, and he'll soon be far away from here

                           C#
                              He used to be a gambling man
                              D                   Dm
                              Just like you
                                            A
                              Until he sank so low
                                                        E                                       Asus4 A
                              That there was nothin' that no one could do

            Oh, don't make him ask you, don't make him beg
            He was a war hero, and that's how he hurt his leg
            Well, he killed thirty injuns with one cannon ball
            Now he's just an old hobo asleep out in the hall

                              He used to be a gambling man
                              Just like you
                              Until he sank so low
                              That there was nothin' that no one could do
                                                   *Solo*   (verse, chorus, verse)

                              He used to be a gambling man
                              Just like you
                              Until he sank so low
                              That there was nothin' that no one could do

            A wife and five children who live in L.A.
            Oh, they miss their dear daddy who's gone so far away
            They still have his picture, it's a-hung on the wall
            Now he's just an old hobo asleep out in the hall

                              He used to be a gambling man
                              Just like you
                              Until he sank so low
                              That there was nothin' that no one could do

                              He used to be a gambling man
                              Just like you
                              Until he sank so low
                              That there was nothin' that no one could do...
      


  Copyright 1973
  By Jack Bonus (1969)
  Old and In The Way





   Chords:
          A4  A  F#m  D  Bm  G  C#  D  Dm  E
      e |---------2---2--2---3---------5---0--
      B |-3---2---2---3--3---0--6---7--6---0--
      G |-2---2---2---2--4---0--6---7--7---1--
      D |-2---2---4---0--4---0--6---7--7---2--
      A |-0---0---4---0--2---2--4---5--5---2--
      E |---------2----------3-------------0--







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