Maybe Tomorrow - The Littlest Hobo Song

Gm F Gm F Bb Eb F Gm Gm F There’s a voice, that keeps on calling me Gm F Down the road, where I always seem to be Bb Eb Every stop I make, I see my old friend F Gm It aint long I get spun round and I’m gone again Bb Eb Maybe tomorrow, my whole world will settle down F Gm But it aint tomorrow, so I keep moving on Gm F I’m down a road, that never seems to end Gm F Full of track lines and rails and lies around each bend Bb Eb So if you’re gonna join me, for a while F Gm Better grab your hatch, you know I live like that, kinda hobo style Bb Eb Maybe tomorrow, I’ll wanna settle down F Gm It aint tomorrow, so this whole world’s still my home Gm F I got my whole world, waiting to unfold Gm F In a zip lock bag where I can drag out this worn down soul Bb Eb I made it through so far, so I know it won’t be long F Gm I must be almost there, already paid my fare with this hobo song Bb Eb Maybe tomorrow, my god’ll help me settle down F Gm It aint tomorrow so I guess I keep moving on