Hobo
People call me hobo
Hobo
I am happy but I go
Lucky me
My, my, my fortune
Is the gold of the sunrise shining
From above in the blue sky
Lucky me, lucky me.
Ah, with a soul like a wild oat
Without a single care
The sky is my umbrella
I'm such a lucky fella
If you got to mulbrieene
I'm a multi-millionaire
Who cares what people call me
I hobo
I hobo.
Hobo
Though my life may be lonely
Somewhere theres a girl for me only
But I know shell leave me
When she knows I'm a hobo
Hobo
Yes, ill go out like the tide
Lucky me, lucky me.
Ah, with a soul like a wild oat
Without a single care
The sky is my umbrella
I'm such a lucky fella
If you got to mulbrieene
I'm a multi-millionaire
Who cares what people call me
I hobo
I hobo.
Oh, boom chickee boom…
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