Too late to feel sorrow too late to feel pain
He's just an old hobo and he's lost out in the rain
He'll never cause trouble so don't have no fear
He's just an old hobo and he'll soon be far away from here

Oh don't make him ask you oh don't make him beg
He was a war hero and that's how he hurt his leg
He killed 30 injuns with one cannonball
And he's just an old hobo asleep out in the hall

A wife and five children who live in L. A.
They miss their dear daddy who's gone so far away
They still have his picture It's hung on the wall
He's just an old hobo asleep out in the hall