《Sidewalk Hobo》歌词

[00:00:00] Sidewalk Hobo - Tony Joe White

[00:00:19] As footsteps echo softly to

[00:00:22] The early morning hours

[00:00:28] The slowness of his moves should be a warning

[00:00:36] But from the trash he digs

[00:00:38] He patchs socks and yesterdays flowers

[00:00:44] What a way to start a monday morning

[00:00:57] He might have been a carpenter

[00:01:00] At one time in his life

[00:01:06] And he built a lot of homes but never had one

[00:01:14] Or he could have been a poet

[00:01:17] Who had come upon some hard times

[00:01:23] And all that he had lived

[00:01:25] Was just his sad poems

[00:02:04] He could have been a singer

[00:02:07] With a lot of promise

[00:02:11] But cigarettes and whiskey

[00:02:13] Ruined his throat

[00:02:18] Now it was hard to remember

[00:02:22] Even a simple tune

[00:02:25] Or the words to songs

[00:02:27] That he had wrote

[00:02:50] Now take me back to Memphis

[00:02:52] I've got to do some thinking

[00:02:59] Cause I've been in this city way too long

[00:03:06] And it lays heavy on my mind

[00:03:09] When I see another man

[00:03:14] Having to make the sidewalks his home