The Band - Hobo jungle

^C There was a ^Gchill that night^F in the hob^Fm6o jungle ^Am Over the ^Em7train yar^Ebm7d lay a^Dm7 smooth coat of^G7 frost ^C And although ^Gnobody here really ^Fknows where they're ^Fm6goin' ^{Am Em7}At the very ^Dm7same time ^F no^G7body's lo^Cst

^C Then the f^G/Cire went out^F and the night grew ^Fm6/Abstill ^Am This old man^Em lay f^Em7roze^Ebm7n ^Dm7 on the cold, cold gro^G7und ^C He was a str^G/Cay bird ^F and the road was his c^Fm6/Aballin' ^Am R^Em7idin' the rod^Dm7s ^G7 Sleepin' ^Funder the ^Cstars ^{Am Em7}Playin' the od^Dm7ds ^F from a ^G7rollin' ^Cbox car

^C She attend^G/Ced the fun'r^Fal in the hobo jungle^{Fm6/Ab Am} Long were th^Emey lov^Em7ers ^Ebm7 t^Dm7hough never could they^G7 wed ^C Drifters and^G/C rounders ^F and distant fr^Fm6/Abiends ^Am Here I ^Em7lie without a^Dm7nger or regret ^F I'm in ^G7no one's ^Cdebt

^D Man goes now^A/Dhere Ev'ryth^Ging comes like ^Gm6/Bbtomorrow ^Bm But she took that ^F#mlast ride^{F#m7 Fm7 Em7} there by his s^A7ide ^D He spent his ^A/Dwhole life ^G pursuing the ho^Gm6/Bbrizon ^{Bm F#m7}Ridin' the ro^Em7ds ^A7 Sleepin' ^Gunder the sta^Drs ^{Bm F#m7}Playin' the ^Em7odds ^G from a ^A7rollin' ^Dbox car