Saturday, November 12, 2011

hobo jungle, part one

down by the edge of town
where the water runs down
down where the weeds grow high
north of the county line
there's a place I've never seen
but I hear it's pretty mean
and they call it hobo jungle

back when I was a kid
I remember my mama said
son if you don't start walking straight
boy it will be your fate
you'll wind up like those men
whose dreams come to an end
down in hobo jungle

so I studied hard and played the game
obedience was my middle name
and I did what I was told
till my head was gonna explode

to be continued...

(last verse 7/9/2012)

but every now and then
those thoughts come back again
and I dream of hobo jungle

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