The Littlest Hobo Song Chords & Lyrics - Nightingale Cummings
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Intro and song: [Em] [D] [Em] [D] [G] [C] [D] [Em]
Chorus: [G] [C] [D] [Em]
[INTRO]
[Em] [D] [Em] [D] [G] [C] [D] [Em]
[VERSE]
Ther[Em]es a voice that keeps on ca[D]lling me
Down[Em] a road I always seem[D] to be
Ever[G]y stop I make I see my ol[C]d friend
It a[D]int long till I get spun around and I'[Em]m gone again
[CHORUS]
Mayb[G]e Tommorow my whole world will[C] settle down
but [D]it aint tommmorow so I keep mov[Em]ing on
[VERSE]
Im d[Em]own a road that never seems to[D] end
Full of trac[Em]k lines and rails and lyers around each b[D]end
so if you're go[G]nna join me for a whil[C]e you better
grab your hat[D] you know I live like that kin[Em]da hobo style
[CHORUS]
Maybe to[G]mmorow Ill wanna sett[C]le down
it aint [D]tommorow so this ol world stil[Em]l my home
[VERSE]
I got my[Em] whole world waiting to unf[D]old
in a zip[Em]lock bag where I can drag out this wor[D]n down soul
I mad[G]e it through so far so I know it won'[C]t be long
I must be[D] almost there I already paid my fair with thi[Em]s hobo song
[CHORUS]
And may[G]be tommorow my god will help me s[C]ettle down
but it [D]aint tommorow so I guess I'll keep [Em]moving on.
Intro and song: [Em] [D] [Em] [D] [G] [C] [D] [Em]
Chorus: [G] [C] [D] [Em]
[INTRO]
[Em] [D] [Em] [D] [G] [C] [D] [Em]
[VERSE]
Ther[Em]es a voice that keeps on ca[D]lling me
Down[Em] a road I always seem[D] to be
Ever[G]y stop I make I see my ol[C]d friend
It a[D]int long till I get spun around and I'[Em]m gone again
[CHORUS]
Mayb[G]e Tommorow my whole world will[C] settle down
but [D]it aint tommmorow so I keep mov[Em]ing on
[VERSE]
Im d[Em]own a road that never seems to[D] end
Full of trac[Em]k lines and rails and lyers around each b[D]end
so if you're go[G]nna join me for a whil[C]e you better
grab your hat[D] you know I live like that kin[Em]da hobo style
[CHORUS]
Maybe to[G]mmorow Ill wanna sett[C]le down
it aint [D]tommorow so this ol world stil[Em]l my home
[VERSE]
I got my[Em] whole world waiting to unf[D]old
in a zip[Em]lock bag where I can drag out this wor[D]n down soul
I mad[G]e it through so far so I know it won'[C]t be long
I must be[D] almost there I already paid my fair with thi[Em]s hobo song
[CHORUS]
And may[G]be tommorow my god will help me s[C]ettle down
but it [D]aint tommorow so I guess I'll keep [Em]moving on.
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