A |E |  |
Mm------

    |D            |D7
It's carbon and monoxide

   |G     F#    F |E
The ole Detroit perfume

  |D           |D7
It hangs on the highways

      |G
In the morning

      |A               |D   |
And it lays you down by noon

       |A
Oh Papa Hobo 

   |            |G             |G7
You can see that I'm dressed like a schoolboy

     |C          |A/C#
But I feel like a clown

      |G        |E       |C
It's a natural reaction I learned

          |   Bm   Am  |G  |Bdim Am|G |  |Am G|Am G|Am G|Am |
In this basketball town


C       |  |
Sweep up

      |               |F        |    |
I been sweeping up the tips I've made

   |  C/E  Dm|C       |  |  |
I'm living on Gatorade

           |G      |G7 |  |
Planning my getaway

|C             |  |
Detroit, Detroit

     |         |F          |  |
Got a hell of a hockey team

     |     Em  Dm|C
Got a left-handed way

  |E/B     |Am |Am/G           |
Of making a man sign up on that

D/F#      |         |G    |   |G7  |  |
Automotive dream, oh yeah,  oh yeah

C7  C#  |D     |G
Oh, Papa Papa Hobo

         |         |F    |  |Bb A Ab|
Could you slip me a ride?

G          |          |D/F#
 Well, it's just after breakfast 


         |G7  F 
I'm in the road

G7     |C7        |F    |
And the weatherman lied, 

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