American Old Time Song Lyrics: 34 The Poor Old Tramp

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 34

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Copyright, 1877, by Will L. Thompson.
Words and Music by Will L. Thompson.

I'm only a poor old wanderer;
I've no place to call my home;
No one to pity me, no one to cheer me,
As friendless and sadly I roam.

Only a poor old wanderer,
I've no place to call my home;
No one to pity me. no one to cheer me.
As friendless and sadly I roam.

I tramp, tramp along, though I'm weary;
No rest through the long, long day;
Through the rain and the snow I must tramp to And fro.
For I've no place in shelter to stay.-Chorus.

How I wish for a place by the fireside.
For the night is so dark, cold And damp;
Vacant places I see, but there's no room for me,
For I'm only a poor old tramp.- Chorus.

Long ago I was peaceful and happy,
With dear, loving friends ever near;
But now they are gone, And I'm left all alone,
With no one my pathway to cheer.- Chorus.
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