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Band, The |
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Northern Lights-southern Cross |
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Hobo Jungle |
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C g f fm6 |
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There was a chill that night in the hobo jungle |
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Am em7 ebm7 dm7 g7 |
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Over the train yard lay a smooth coat of frost |
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C g f fm6 |
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And although nobody here really knows where they're goin' |
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Am em7 dm7 f g7 c |
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At the very same time nobody's lost |
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C g/c f fm6/ab |
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Then the fire went out and the night grew still |
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Am em em7 ebm7 dm7 g7 |
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This old man lay frozen on the cold, cold ground |
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C g/c f fm6/ab |
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He was a stray bird and the road was his callin' |
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Am em7 dm7 |
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Ridin' the rods |
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G7 f c |
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Sleepin' under the stars |
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Am em7 dm7 f g7 c |
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Playin' the odds from a rollin' box car |
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C g/c f fm6/ab |
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She attended the fun'ral in the hobo jungle |
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Am em em7 ebm7 dm7 g7 |
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Long were they lovers though never could they wed |
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C g/c f fm6/ab |
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Drifters and rounders and distant friends |
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Am em7 dm7 |
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Here i lie without anger or regret |
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F g7 c |
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I'm in no one's debt |
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D a/d |
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Man goes nowhere |
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G gm6/bb |
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Ev'rything comes like tomorrow |
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Bm f#m f#m7 fm7 em7 a7 |
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But she took that last ride there by his side |
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D a/d g gm6/bb |
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He spent his whole life pursuing the horizon |
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Bm f#m7 em7 |
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Ridin' the rods |
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A7 g d |
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Sleepin' under the stars |
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Bm f#m7 em7 g a7 d |
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Playin' the odds from a rollin' box car |
