I Lonesome Hobo
WRITTEN BY: 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 [bad word] 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