Papa Hobo Lyrics

Papa Hobo lyrics

Words & music by paul simon



Mm------

It's carbon and
monoxide

The ole detroit perfume

It hangs on the highways

In
the morning

And it lays you down by noon

Oh papa hobo

You can
see that I'm dressed like a schoolboy

But I feel like a clown

It's a
natural reaction I learned

In this basketball town



Sweep
up

I been sweeping up the tips I've made

I'm living on gatorade

Planning my getaway

Detroit, detroit

Got a hell of a hockey
team

Got a left-handed way

Of making a man sign up on that

Automotive dream, oh yeah, oh yeah

Oh, papa papa hobo

Could you
slip me a ride? 

Well, it's just after breakfast

I'm in the road

And the weatherman lied,

Oo-------, ah-----, oo-------