Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Hobo's Prayer , by - Marty Stuart. Song from the album The Pilgrim, in the genre КантриRelease date: 19.09.2019
Record label: An MCA Nashville Release;
Song language: English
Hobo's Prayer |
| Under bridges, beneath trestles in the boxcars of dead trains |
| Livin' to beat the cold of the pouring driving rain |
| A silent society moves out in the night |
| Ragged rebels, homeless hobos and those like me |
| Who’ve lost the light |
| St. Peter is a prophet to all the hobo world |
| An expert on everything From caviar to girls |
| I met him west of Memphis on the 8th of July |
| He handed me a can of beans and a rusty knife |
| And he said «everything out here ain’t what it seems |
| And when you’re down to nothing |
| Just go ahead and dream |
| Face the fact that you’re circle in a world full of squares |
| Trading sorrows for tomorrows, now that’s the hobo’s prayer» |
| Mother Mary is a lady from down in New Orleans |
| She’s seen a lot of living since she was 17 |
| She said, «I'm bona fide and worldly wise, with original parts |
| 'cept for what set me to traveling, I’m talking about my heart» |
| She said, «I can spot a broken heart from 20 miles away |
| So are you passing through or have you come to stay |
| You’re running from a woman,» she said with a grin |
| «So what’ve you got to say» and I said |
| I am a pilgrim |
| Where everything out here ain’t what it seems |
| When I’m down to nothing, I just go ahead and dream |
| And face the fact that I’m a circle in a world full of squares |
| Trading sorrows for tomorrows, that’s the hobo’s prayer |
| Trading sorrows for tomorrows, that’s the hobo’s prayer |