Too late to feel sorrow Too late to feel pain 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
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He used to be a gambling man just like you
Until he sank so low that there was
Nothing that no one could do
He used to be a gambling man just like you
Until he sank so low that there was
Nothing 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
He killed thirty injuns
With one cannon ball
Now he's just an old hobo
Asleep out in the hall
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A wife and five children
Who live in L.A.
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
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He used to be a gambling man just like you
Until he sank so low that there was
Nothing that no one could do.
Thank you so much Chris SanClemente!!!