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Hallelujah, I'm a Bum

Hallelujah, I'm a Bum Lyrics by Bobby Short
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What Are The Lyrics For Hallelujah, I'm a Bum By Bobby Short?

Rockefeller's busy giving dough away;
Chevrolet is busy making cars;
Hobo, you keep busy when they throw away
Slightly used cigars.
Hobo, you've no time to shirk.
You're busy keeping far away from work.

The weather' s getting fine.
The coffee tastes like wine.
You happy hobo, sing,
"Hallelujah, I'm a bum again!"
Why work away for wealth
When you can travel for your health?
It' s spring, you hobo, sing,
"Hallelujah, I'm a bum again!"
Your home is always near;
The moon's your chandelier;
Your ceiling is the sky,
Way up high.
The road is your estate,
The earth your little dinner plate;
It's spring, you hobo, sing,
"Hallelujah, I'm a bum again!"

Who Wrote Hallelujah, I'm a Bum By Bobby Short?

Lorenz Hart, Richard Rodgers

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