The last
hobo
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D G
1. He was born in International Falls, a long long
time ago,
A G
D
he
moved to Tucamcari when the iron work got slow.
D G
He was corn bread and hard
scrabble, a scratchin' for every dime
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till
he threw it in and he hit the road to walk that endless line.
A D
Now he's the last hobo, ridin' the last boxcar,
A D
on the last freight train,
leavin' here.
A D
Now he's the last hobo, ridin'
the last boxcar,
A D
on the last freight train,
away from here.
D G
2. He tried his hand at lots of jobs and he did 'em
all with pride,
A
G D
from shoein' mules to drivin' trucks,
he mastered what he tried.
D
G
It must've been Ramona, she was all he cared about,
A
G D
when
she ran away and left him, you could see the fire go out.
A D
Now he's the last hobo, ridin' the last
boxcar,
A D
on the last freight train, leavin' here.
G
+ We hardly ever see
him,
D
once
or twice and he would stay a day or two.
G
He'd ask about Ramona,
A - A7
then
he'd say that he was only passin' throu......gh.
D G
3. Now he knows every railroad bull along the right of way,
A G D
and
every hobo jungle from New York to Santa Fe.
D G
He's looked for his Ramona on
the far side of the hill,
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D
now
his sun is sinkin' lower and he's lookin'
for her still.
A D
Still he's the last hobo, ridin' the last
boxcar,
A D
on the last freight train, leavin' here.
A D
Now he's the last hobo, ridin' the last
boxcar,
A D
on the last freight train, away
from here.
+ A - A - A7 - D
(orig. = capo 2nd) (John
Denver)