Story Behind The Song

Hobo heading West trying to make a better life for himself.

Lyrics

Six o'clock in the morning
Pack my stuff in an old canvas bag
Make my way through the crowded city streets
And start all over again
There's no use in expainin'
They don't give me a chance
I'll just park my self in a doorway
And start all over again

And when they ask me to move
I, just ask why
But when I look up at them
they all become so shy

Make my way down the sidewalk
Keeping out of the rain
Headin' down to the boardwalk
Start all over again
Like a ship that has lost her way at night
Like the cool night air
When i'm walking through your neighborhood
You just see i'm not there

And when they ask me to move
I, just ask why
But when I look up at them
they all become so shy

Feel the beatin' sun on my face
As I turn to The West
Turn my back to The North East wind as
I start all over again
Hitch a ride on a road going outbound
Or on a train to somewhere
Heading off on a lonely journey
Without a care

And when they ask me to move
I, just ask why
But when I look up at them
they all become so shy