I Am a Lonesome Hobo - Bob Dylan
    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 ev'rything
    'Cept beggin' on the street.

    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.

    Kind ladies and kind gentlemen,
    Soon I will be gone,
    But let me just warn you all,
    Before I do pass 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.


    Marco Giunco
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