Вершы: Bob Dylan. John Wesley Harding. I Am a Lonesome Hobo.
I am a lonesome hobo without family or friends
Where another man's life might begin that's exactly where mine ends
I have tried my hand at bribery, blackmail and deceit
And I've served time for everything 'cept beggin' on the street
Well, once I was rather prosperous there was nothing I did lack
I had fourteen-karat gold in my mouth and silk upon my back
But I did not trust my brother, I carried him to blame
Which led me to my fatal doom to wander off in shame
Kind ladies and kind gentlemen soon I will be gone
But let me just warn you all before I do pass on
Stay free from petty jealousies live by no man's code
And hold your judgment for yourself lest you wind up on this road
Where another man's life might begin that's exactly where mine ends
I have tried my hand at bribery, blackmail and deceit
And I've served time for everything 'cept beggin' on the street
Well, once I was rather prosperous there was nothing I did lack
I had fourteen-karat gold in my mouth and silk upon my back
But I did not trust my brother, I carried him to blame
Which led me to my fatal doom to wander off in shame
Kind ladies and kind gentlemen soon I will be gone
But let me just warn you all before I do pass on
Stay free from petty jealousies live by no man's code
And hold your judgment for yourself lest you wind up on this road
Bob Dylan
John Wesley Harding
Bob Dylan
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