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THE LORD MADE A HOBO OUT OF ME

The Lord made a Hobo out of me,
he took my soul and then he said at three.
I travel round and round and sing in every town,
the Lord made a Hobo out of me.

The Lord give me a big black train,
my home in sunshine and rain.
I lived my life of peace and do a wonna please,
the Lord made a Hobo out of me.

I throb at set at down and go to world
but dickend digest me my back here.
To my float that shuttle down and cold the southern bound
the Lord made a Hobo out of me.

The Lord made a Hobo out of me,
he took my soul and then he said at three.
I travel round and round and sing in every town,
the Lord made a Hobo out of me.

I throb that up and try of marriedland,
so as heat at down with neckend one.
But a good not take this train's on a call the next train,
the Lord made a Hobo out of me,
he took my soul and then he said at three,
the Lord made a Hobo out of me.

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Cheers!
Ian