That man is down on his luck
A one time rambler whose life is crashed and stuck
Now cold and lonely
Thinking where he's been
Then he jumps a train
Hoping to start again
Smoking wasted butts, nowhere to rest
Hearing what others say about his looks in his distress
He had chased a ghost nearly all his days
Hobo hopping
Till the city lights fade away
Give me the last flicker of hope
Give me the last glimmer of hope
Lost out in the darkness till you find your rope
Give me the last flicker of hope
Stop in a small mountain town
Faces look elsewhere
But he didn't care
Just wondering from here to there
Maybe this is the place where he needs to fall
Maybe he's found his ghost after all
Give me the last flicker of hope
Give me the last glimmer of hope
Lost out in the darkness till you find your rope
Give me the last flicker of hope