Met an old man on the street,
a dirty hat laying at his feet,
i looked and saw adventure in his eyes,
singing them songs from yesterday,
from over the hills and far away,
lord that old man hypnotized.
I went on in to my nine-to-five,
hoping i could stay alive,
i knew that something in my life was wrong,
all night long i could not sleep,
the trouble here was buried deep,
i couldn't help but hear the old man's song.
I'm rolling down the highway,
i fly the friendly skies,
i'm just a hobo,
i'm on the railroad tracks tonight,
i'm dancing through the desert,
i see the city nights,
i'm just a sailor on the sea of life.
The feeling swept right over me,
i left my home and my security,
i finally found a place where i belong,
back out here on the road again,
going back where i have never been,
now i'm finally free to sing my song.
I'm rolling down the highway,
i fly the friendly skies,
i'm just a hobo,
i'm on the railroad tracks tonight,
i'm dancing through the desert,
i see the city nights,
i'm just a sailor on the sea of life,
i'm just a sailor on the sea of life.