Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Hobo's Prayer, artist - Marty Stuart. Album song The Pilgrim, in the genre Кантри
Date of issue: 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 |