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...
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