I am a lonesome hobo Without family or friends, Where another man's life might begin, That's exactly where mine ends. I have tried my hand at bribery, Blackmail and deceit, And I've served time for ev'rything 'Cept beggin' on the street.
Well, once I was rather prosperous, There was nothing I did lack. I had fourteen-karat gold in my mouth And silk upon my back. But I did not trust my brother, I carried him to blame, Which led me to my fatal doom, To wander off in shame.
Kind ladies and kind gentlemen, Soon I will be gone, But let me just warn you all, Before I do pass on; Stay free from petty jealousies, Live by no man's code, And hold your judgment for yourself Lest you wind up on this road.