D A
Folks in Nashville slammed the door said
D
We don't want you anymore
A D
Find your own way down the road
D A
Pack your fiddle and your guitar
D
Take a train or take a car
D A D
Find someone else to keep you from the cold
G D
Rollin and ramblin women loved him half to death
D A
Sang with whiskey on his breath
D D7
His heart broke like a child
G
Rollin and ramblin
D
The sun had set out on the trail
A D A D
Hobos drifted up the rails he's taken his last ride
D A D
Oh, he always sang the blues like it was all he ever knew
A D
He didn't sing at all at night
A
He was pale and as he dozed
D
He didn't know his time had closed
D A D
Slumped in the back seat to the right
G D
Rollin and ramblin women loved him half to death
D A
Sang with whiskey on his breath
D D7
His heart broke like a child
G
Rollin and ramblin
D
The sun had set out on the trail
A D A D
Hobos drifted up the rails he's taken his last ride
D A
So they sent him on a night train south
D
In the cities and the rural routes
A D
Just one more place to go
A
Ah the whistles sang the bluest note
D
like it came from his own throat
D A D
Moaning sad and cryin low
G D
Rollin and ramblin women loved him half to death
D A
Sang with whiskey on his breath
D D7
His heart broke like a child
G
Rollin and ramblin
D
The sun had set out on the trail
A D
Hobos drifted up the rails he's taken his last ride
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