Mama used to feed the Hobo's. Now I'm a Hobo. I'm a Hobo. . Mama used to feed 'em scraps and things. Now I eat scraps and things. I eat scraps and things.
I saw the light, I saw the light. No more darkness, no more night. Now I'm so happy, no sorrow in sight. Praise the Lord, I saw the light. . I wandered so aimless I filled with sin.
Hey, baby, it's me. Listen, I'm gonna talk fast, this is long distance. Ya, I'm sittin' here at the Waffle House. Smothered and covered. . Ya, precious just sat me down a glass of sweet tea.
The day's are so lonely the night are so long. Our home is a prison since you are gone. And I'll always wonder why our love didn't last. With no hope for tomorrow I'll live in the past.
Why is this window so dirty and gray?. I cant see you through it anymore. It may be the smoke, its hard to say. The fact is this place has too many doors.
There's a screened-in porch in the front but not the back. The back's just got a door and a crepe myrtle bush. And a little ole dried up garden and some woods way on the back.
I hear a voice calling. It must be our Lord (it must be our Lord). Its coming from heaven on high. I hear a voice calling. I've gained a reward (I've gained a reward).
I walked into an elevator and you walked into a wall. You said you wanted to be with me. I never dreamed I had it all. But something changed hat day inside me.
Our little girl taken sick one evening. As she walked home from school. And in her death bed soon bring her. It made us so sad and so blue. . Then she called me close to her bedside.
While walkin' one day in the country. I saw a gatherin' crowd. And as my footsteps drew me closer. I could smell the sweet fragrance of flowers. . It look like a family reunion.
Oh you said that you loved me that your heart would be true. But now you've gone and left me, I'm so blue. I believed in you darling that your heart would be true.
I am a pilgrim and a stranger. Traveling through this wearisome land. I've got a home in that yonder city, good Lord. And it's not not made by hand. .
You left me, my darling to travel alone. My heart is so lonely and blue. When friends ask about you why you're not around. How will I explain about you?.
People steal they cheat and lie. For wealth and what it will buy. But don't they know on judgment day. That gold and silver will melt away. . I'd rather be in a dark grave.
I once had a darling wife kind, true and sweet. Life was so bright and gay everything complete. But I fell for another who led my life astray. So I'll live in sorrow 'til my dying day.
On Saturday night when our work is done. We load our music up on the run. Heavy traffic ahead, heavy traffic ahead. We got to ramble, ramble, there's heavy traffic ahead.
There's a call that rings from the throne it springs. To those now gone astray. Saying, "Come ye men from your load of sin. There at the alter lay". .
There's a rabbit in the log and I ain't got my dog. How will I get him I know. I'll get me a briar and twist it in his hair. That way I'll get him I know.
(Little wallflower on the shelf, standing by herself). (Never had the nerve to take a chance, so let the little girl dance). . Let the little girl dance, let the little girl dance.
There's coming a time on the great judgment morning. When the Savior will welcome you home. Will you be prepared for the journey to Heaven. On the great ship that carries God's chosen ones home.