Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hobo, artist - Linda Ronstadt. Album song Different Drum, in the genre Поп
Date of issue: 31.12.1973
Record label: Capitol
Song language: English
Hobo |
I lit my purest candle close to my window |
Hoping it would catch the eye |
Of any vagabond that passed it by |
And I waited in my lonely house |
Before he came I felt him drawing near |
And as he neared I felt the ancient fear |
That he had come to my door and jeer |
And I waited in my fleeting house |
Tell me stories, I called to the hobo |
Stories of old, I smiled to the hobo |
Storie of cold, I wept to the hobo |
As he stood before my fleeting house |
No, said the hobo, no more tales of time |
Don’t ask me now to wash away the grime |
I can’t come in for it’s too high a climb |
And he walked away from my lonely house |
Then you be damned I screamed to the hobo |
Turn into stone I cried to the hobo |
Leave me alone I knelt to the hobo |
And he walked away from my fleeting house |
I lit my purest candle close to my window |
Hoping it would catch the eye |
Of any vagabond who passed it by |
And I waited in my fleeting house |