🎸 Intro: | D | G | D | D | | A | A7 | D | 🎸 Verse 1: D G D D There was a time, when lonely men would wander A A7 D Through this land, rolling aimlessly along A D G D D So many times I've heard of their sad stories A A7 D Written in the words of dead men's songs
🎸 Verse 2: D G D Down through the years, many men have yearned for freedom A A7 D Some found it only on the open road A D G D So many tears of blood have fell around us A A7 D 'Cause you can't always do what you were told 🎸 Chorus: D G D Please tell me where, have all the hobos gone to A A7 D A I see no fire burning, down by the rusty railroad tracks D G D Could it be, that time has gone and left them? A A7 D D Tied up in life's eternal travelin' sack Parlando: D G D Last Sunday night I wrote a letter to my loved one D A A7 D I signed my name and I knew that I'd stayed away, way too long A D G There was a time when my heart was free to wander D A A7 D And I remember; as I sing this hobo song (parlando through the pattern of the chorus, sung by backing vocals) 🎸 Chorus: D G D Please tell me where, have all the hobos gone to A A7 D A I see no fire burning, down by the rusty railroad tracks D G D Could it be, that time has gone and left them A A7 D Tied up in life's eternal travelin' sack 🎸 Chorus: D G D Please tell me where, have all the hobos gone to A A7 D A I see no fire burning, down by the rusty railroad tracks D G D Could it be, that time has gone and left them A A7 D Tied up in life's eternal travelin' sack