Текст Ray LaMontagne – Hobo Blues

Sometimes I win
And sometimes I lose
And sometimes I can’t help myself
I sing them a-walking blues

I don’t know whose life you’re living
But it sure ain’t mine

9 days on a riverbed
9 days in a canyon
9 days with my aching head
And legs just won’t stand
I’ve been drowning in a gutter
Blinded by this railroad wine

I don’t know whose life you’re living
But it sure ain’t mine

Keep on telling me I got something to lose
One too many holes in the soles of my shoes
Kicking around town
Heavy with my hobo blues
My roof is a-leaking and my floors are all old
My pickup won’t run some fort to carry me no load
Been handing me a nickle I turn around
And they roll me for a dime

Don’t know whose life you’re living
But it sure ain’t mine
Keep on telling me I got something to lose
One too many holes in the soles of my shoes
Kicking around town
Heavy with my hobo blues

Sometimes I win
And sometimes I lose
And sometimes I can’t help myself
I sing them a-walking blues
I’ve been raised up, misdirected
Lost and a-looking for some kinda sign

I don’t know whose life you’re living
But it sure ain’t mine