Lyrics

I live in my van, and it's a fine place to live
I sleep where I please, and wake smilin'
There's no rent to pay, and I change the yard most every day
From Halifax out to the Queen Charlotte Islands

There's no shame in being a hobo
And it's a great luxury to have a car
And it seems to me that I'm one lucky mofo
Sleeping out alone beneath the stars

I loaned my friend Brin an orange tarp to curl up in
Out drinkin' one rainy night in Vancouver
And he thanked me two times, he was just so happy to be dry
Though the police tried to make him feel like a loser

There's no shame in being a hobo
Shame's only for those who got pride
And you gotta keep an eye out for the po-po
But sometimes even the po-po will let you ride

This one's on the house, sweet child, this one's on the house
Save your money for another mile, this one's on the house

Sleeping in parks, and living in cars, sneaking drinks into bars
And washing up in lakes and truck-stops might be frowned on
But you'll do what you must, get love from those you trust
And get yourself to the road that you'll be found on

There's no shame in being a hobo
And we always get taken care of somehow
And you sure can't take it with you when you go
Might as well get used to livin' without now
You sure can't take it with you when you go
Might as well get used to livin' without now