Wednesday, March 16, 2011

Like a hobo, Like a tree



I’ve always known
Since I was a young boy
In this world,
everything’s as good as bad

Now my father told me
always speak a true word
And I have to say that is
the best advice I’ve had



Because something burns inside of me
It’s everything I long to be
And lies, they only stop me
from feeling free

Like a hobo from a broken home
Nothing’s gonna stop me




I’ve never yearned
for anybody’s fortune
The less I have
the more I am a happy man

Now my mother told me
always keep your head on
Because some may praise you
just to get what they want



And I said mama I am not afraid
They will take what they will take
And what would life be like
without a few mistakes

Like a hobo from a broken home
Nothing’s gonna stop me


Charlie Winston

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