The broken down tramp    (video)

 

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1. I'm a broken down tramp without money,

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    my clothes are all tattered and torn,

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    and I am so sad and so lonely,

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    I wish I had never been born.

 

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    All through this wide world I have wandered,

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    inquiring for something to do,

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    but whenever I ask for a job of work,

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    they say they have none for a tramp.           +  D - G - A - D

 

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2. Now drink was the cause of my downfall,

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    and the money I had I've outrun,

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    and the friends that were mine when I had it,

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    now pass by and call me a bum.

 

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    Now don't be too hasty to judge me

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    as I drift along with the tide,

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    my clothes may be ragged and dirty,

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    but a clean heart is beating inside.          +  D - G - A - D

 

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3. One night on a dark lonely railroad

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    a hobo all hungry and cold,

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    saw an empty boxcar on the siding

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    he climbed in and closed up the door.

 

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    Six months he had rode on the railway,

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    when the brakeman came 'round with his light,

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    he was shoved from the car and was killed by the train

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    because he was only a tramp.          +  D - G - A - D

 

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4. Now, young men, let this be a warning,

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    for all you who long for the road,

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    better stick to the straight life and don't be like me,

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    a poor bum to die in the cold.

 

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    Now, don't be too hasty to judge me

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    as I drift along with the tide,

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    my clothes may be ragged and dirty,

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    but a clean heart is beating inside.

 

 

    (The Carter Family)