My one book philosophy
Back when we ran free
And played under the sun

A honeymoon no more

The streets and the cities

And did you lie awake?
Though your dreams become too steep
And slip under an icy tree


My one book philosophy
Found us out, found us deep

Found us in tomorrow

Well, my book is a shallow stream

And my book is a cloudy island
My one book philosophy


You don't need my book no more
Then I become a hobo in a hobo can
Burnt beans by the fire side

Oh, my baby's been cryin'
Oh, my baby's been cryin'


You don't need my book no more
Then I become a hobo
Oh, my baby's been cryin'

And I don't have a home no more

Oh, my one book philosophy

Back when we were free
And played under the sun