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Intro 1
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Last
Verse 1
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night I slept in a
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hobo camp down south of Cairo, Georgia
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About five miles out of town by
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the railroad track
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Well I eat their stew,
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I drunk their brew and I
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smoked their stale tobacco
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I stood up to their open fire
and I warmed my back
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Verse 2
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And in the meantime me and this one
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particular hobo we struck
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up a conversation
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And I'm sure he must have
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noticed my surprise
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When he told me how
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his old man died
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and left him sole heir to a million dollars
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And how he gave it all away and
he chose a hobo's life
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Verse 3
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Because he said son,
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there's better things in life
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Well there's some things gold
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and silver just can't buy
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He said boy I'd rather sleep
here on this dry creek bed
With a wrinkled up overcoat
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to pillow my head
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Than fight that livin' high
up on the hog
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Tryin' to keep ahead till my
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head's in a fog
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Son, there's better things in life than
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growing ulcers over money
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There's better things in life!
Verse 4
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Sing children, hey!
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(Da da da da da da da da...) Yeah, hey!
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Yeah!
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Verse 5
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Sing now children, hey!
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(Da da da da da da da da...)
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Well I left Georgia,
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got me a job in Opelika, Alabama
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Workin' for a man who drove me hard
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and he paid me cheap, yes he did
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Well I watched this poor fool work so
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hard tryin' to make that almighty dollar
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That he had to live on pills from a
drugstore down the street
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Verse 7
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Now like last spring when
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income tax came
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due he just sat around for
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days and worried
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Losing good sleep tryin'
to figure how
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to cheat on the government, yes he did
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He worked so hard that
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his nerves collapsed
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and he woke up inside Central
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State Hospital
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And on his taxes he got back fourteen
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dollars and some few cents
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So let me tell you friends,
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there's better things in life
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There's some things gold and
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sil ver just can't buy
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Because now he's laying out
flat on his back on the bed
His nerves all shot and
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he's out of his head
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That hospital bill,
that'll make him holler!
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When he sees what he spent tryin'
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to save himself a dollar
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Son, there's better things in life than
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growing squirrelly over money
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There's better things in life
Verse 9
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Sing children, sing!
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(Da da da da da da da da...) Yeah, hey!
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(Da da da da da da da da...) Yeah, yeah!
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Verse 10
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One more time with feeling, sing!
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(Da da da da da da da da...) Yeah, hey!
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(Da da da da da da da da...) Yeah!
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