Hobo’s Taunt

I play for so much money
I've paid to those with their funny smiles
I've been told that when it's sunny
It's the best time for making miles
But lord I'm tired of traveling
On this same old train of thought
And my mind just ain't unraveling
And this time I know I'm caught again

I dreamt that I was lost last night
With no need to be found
But the telephone brought me back again
I had to force myself to look around
But lord I'm tired of traveling
On this same old train of thought
And my mind just ain't unraveling
And this time I know I'm caught again

I watched the midnight rain last night
And it only made me smile
And sometimes when I'm so afraid
It's ironic but it's part of the trade you make
And lord I'm tired of traveling
On this same old train of thought
And my mind just ain't unraveling
And this time I know I'm caught again