Love Song

[HOBO]
New York, Tennessee, Oregon, Maine
Wichita, Little Rock, Butte and Spokane
I've seen 'em all, mister, I heard their noisy hum
You know 'em all, mister, when you're a bum

Wherever I go I listen
And I hear the lonely tune
Of the frantic, lonely millions
Trying hard to buy the moon
And I heard a song of harvest
In the green and copper hills
As the copper turns to pennies
And the green to dollar bills

Yes, I heard 'em all, mister
But I can't go sing 'em back
I sing another song along the track

I sing a song about the ocean
Sing of how endless is the ocean
Sing of however near the shore and sea
And that's how true love should ever be

I sing a song about the snowfall
Sing of how gentle is the snowfall
Sing of how pure the snow on every tree
And that's how true love should ever be

I've sung my song on the plain
With the wind and the rain around me
I've sung it high to a cloud
And the people who crowd along

Oh, I sing a song about forever
Only a song about forever
Sing of how empty hearts forever long
But nobody listens to my song

Won't someone stop the wheels a moment
Let the smoke a second clear?
Water down the furnace
That's a song you ought to hear

Oh, hear me, I only sing a love song
Hear me, I only sing a love song
Sing of how when it dies the world turns gray
But nobody hears me, what I say