Lyrics:

As I was out walking on the corner one day
I spied an old hobo, in a doorway he lay
His face was all grounded in the cold sidewalk floor
And I guess he’d been there for the whole night or more

Only a hobo but one more is gone
Leaving nobody to sing his sad song
Leaving nobody to carry him home
He was only a hobo but one more is gone

A blanket of newspaper covered his head
As the step was his pillow, the street was his bed
One look at his face showed the hard road he’d come
And a fistful of coins showed the money he bummed

He was only a hobo but one more is gone
Leaving nobody to sing his sad song
Leaving nobody to carry him home
He was only a hobo but one more is gone

Doesn't take much of a man to see his whole life go down
To look up in the world from a hole in the ground
To wait for your future, like a horse that’s gone lame
To lie in the gutter and die with no name

He was only a hobo but one more is gone
Leaving nobody to sing his sad song
Leaving nobody to carry him home
He was only a hobo but one more is gone