HOBO LADY by McKendree Spring http://www.mckendreespring.com/site2.php
on McKendree Spring "3"
KEY: COUNTRY BOOGIE D
D
Hobo lady of mine,
I never knew from whence you came, what a shame.
A
And every time I'd ask her she'd explain,
G D
Well I'm a ramblin', just a ramblin' kind of a gal,
A
you know that washin the dishes ain't exactly my busy day.
E
So if you want to get it on with me,
G
you better hush up honey, here's what to say
D
come a runnin' honey,
G D AAAA
gonna jump aboard the Santa Fe.
D
Hobo lady of mine,
a specimen of the lesser kind, she's fine.
A
Well she's a cannonball rider from way down home.
G D
Dirty jeans and that ragged tawny hair.
A
She's the belle of every bum who's got a heart.
E
A shaggy little momma with a way out life,
G
a real jelly roll baker from way back when.
D G D AAAA
Come a little closer first lady of the lower class.
D
Hum drum miss American gal, come on and
take a little tip from me and be, now,
A
someone you don't find in the classroom every day.
G D
Just think of how that little hobo lady does
A
when you're making sure of arithmetic.
E
It's such a drag to stay behind,
G
we leave our callin' all of the time.
D G D AAAA
So come a runnin honey and I'm gonna satisfy your soul.
[instru verse to chorus:]
E
So if you want to get it on with me
G
you better hush up honey, here's what to say.
D G D AAAA
Come a runnin honey and I'm gonna satisfy your soul.
D G DDD AAA D____
Come a runnin honey and I'm gonna satisfy your soul.