I'm tired, cold, and hungry - from walking in the rain.
I'm searchin' for a quarter to make a call
Hoping to change my luck again.
I've got a hole in my pocket - just to keep me company.
Well, I'm waiting for the day to pass me by -
so I could start another, leave this one behind.
I'm searchin' for a place to call my own - if it's only for awhile.
Well there's a town just up ahead, I feel a mile or so
It makes me want a wishin' and a wantin'
Some friendship it makes me wanna smile.
Oh it hurts sometimes to smile.
There's a locket with a braid around my neck
It keeps me going on it keeps me at peace.
Oh yea . . .
Oooh, Yabba Di Yeah!
Got a hole in my pocket just to keep me company.
I'm tired of this road I'm traveling on,
I said, it never seems to end.
Well, if I keep on going on the way I'm going on,
there's nothing round the bend.
Got a hole in my pocket - just to keep me company.
Well, I'm waiting for the day to pass me by -
so I could start another, leave this one behind.
Lookin' for a place to lay my achin' bones,
eat and lay my weary head and leave the day behind . . .
Oooh, Yabba Di Yeah!
Got a hole in my pocket - just to keep me company.
© 1997 John Andrew Dendak, Gary L. Gerber
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