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.