Song Of The Pious Itinerant Hallelujah Im A Bum

Intro
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Hal-le-lu-jah, Hal-le-lu-jah, Hal-le-lu-jah, Hal-le-lu-jah!

Chorus
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Hal-le-lu-jah, I'm a bum; Hal-le-lu-jah a-gain;
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Hal-le-lu-jah,gimme a hand out and you'll be my friend.

Verse 1
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I went to a house and I knocked on the door;
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The lady came out, "says,you've been here before,"
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She gives it a whistle 'n' and I run for my life;
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And wouldn't you know it's the constables wife.

Chorus
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Hal-le-lu-jah, I'm a bum; Hal-le-lu-jah a-gain;
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Hal-le-lu-jah,gimme a hand out and you'll be my friend.

Verse 2
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I woke up one mornin', feeling just fine;
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Caught me a ride on the Santa Fe line.
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I starts gettin' weary o' ridin' the rail;
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Now I got room and board in the Albakirk jail.

Verse 3
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Why don-chu settle down and get you a wife?
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I'd rather be a bum for the rest of my life.
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You'll never get rich just by bummin' a-round.
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You'll never get happy by workin', I've found.

Chorus
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Hal-le-lu-jah, I'm a bum; Hal-le-lu-jah a-gain;
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Hal-le-lu-jah,gimme a hand out and you'll be my friend.

Verse 4
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If I had a Dollar, I'd do as I please;
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I'd get me some powder for roaches and fleas.
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I'd get me a boxcar and fill it with cats
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And never be bothered with toe nippin' rats.

Verse 5
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Well, now I went to college, but it diddn't work out.
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The things that I liked they don't teach you about

Chorus
       Eb                                  Bb7
Hal-le-lu-jah, I'm a bum; Hal-le-lu-jah a-gain;
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Hal-le-lu-jah,gimme a hand out and you'll be my friend.

Verse 6
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Why don't you work like some other men do?
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I'd rather just sing if it's all right with you.
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If you had a job then you'd be my honey.
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I wouldn't need you if I had lots of money!

Verse 7
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If I had my way, I'd just travel about
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And sing for my supper when I'm down and out.
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You might get to heaven, but don't hold your breath;
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We've all heard you sing and you may starve to death.

Ending
       Eb                                  Bb7
Hal-le-lu-jah, I'm a bum; Hal-le-lu-jah a-gain;
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Hal-le-lu-jah,gimme a hand out