Old Boy Network Hobo Lost
I was once a rich man
A job a wife and car
Thought my life was perfect
It didn't get me far
It's just another morning
I awoke up in the frost
I'll hitch a crawler southward
I'm just a guy who's lost
I spent my years at high school
I got a first degree
It gave me all the good things
Except the power to be free
I spend each day a travelling
A wagon cold and damp
Finding hard to cope with life
A railhead for a camp.
I made lots of money once
How much I can't recall
Lost it all down in new orleans
In another gambling hall
Where I lost it all
I was once a rich man
A job a wife and car
Thought my life was perfect
It didn't get me far
I'll hitch a lift back homeward
To a place that I know well
Try to find the girl I loved
Who told me to go to hell.
