Intro:
D A D
D G D
There was a time, when lonely men would wander;
A D
Through this land, rolling endlessly along.
D G D
So many times, I've heard of their sad stories;
D A D
Written in the words of dead men's songs.
D G D
Down through the years, many men have yearned for freedom.
A D
Some found it only on the open road.
D G D
So many tears of blood have filled around them;
A D
'Cause you can't alway do what you are told.
Chorus:
D G D
Please tell me where, have all the hobos gone to.
A D A
I see no light burning down by the rusty railroad tracks.
D G D
Could it be, that time has gone and left them,
A D
Tied up in life's eternal travelling sack.
(Repeat Intro)
D G D
Last Sunday night, I wrote a letter to my loved one.
A D
I signed my name and knew I'd stayed away too long.
D G D
There was a time when my heart was free to wander.
A D
And I remember as I sing this hobo song.
(Repeat Chorus)
