| Lyrics: | 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 trust 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 |
