The Cardboard Sign

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Saw him just ten miles south Of the Shasta County Line An old hobo with his thumb out Holding up a Cardboard Sign His ragged jeans were washed in dirt His flannel shirt was frayed On his sign was a single word Made me hit the brakes The Cardboard Sign he held to his chest Told the passers-by where he was headed next The lines on his face said "Weary to the bone" His eyes said "Please" His sign said "HOME" Had a voice like an old dirt road And a hundred dusty stories Ladies, moonshine and rodeos Freight trains bound for glory He said, "There's a price for runnin' wild And I paid my dues in Memphis Did my time, made up my mind Now it's time for mending fences" At the end of a gravel drive Just outside McCloud He said "I'm much obliged Here's where I get out" A woman waving from the porch Came running down to meet him I turned around and headed for The place that I'd been leavin' The Cardboard Sign He tossed on the seat Was a one-word lifeline That old man threw to me The lines on his face said "Weary to the bone" His eyes said "Please" His sign said "HOME" all words and music �© Erin Friedman

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Lyrics Credits: Erin Friedman

Music Credits: Erin Friedman

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Performance Credits: Still Married - Craig Friedman, lead vox

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Song Length: 4:23

Primary Genre: Country-Traditional

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