Biography:
Marty Stuart (born John Marty Stuart September 30, 1958 in Philadelphia, Mississippi) is an American Country Music Singer, known for both his traditional style, and eclectic merging of rockabilly, honky tonk, and traditional country music. In the early-1990s, he had a successful string of Country hits. Once infamous for his flamboyantly hedonist party image, he is now a born again Christian and records both Country and Gospel music. He is known for wearing rhinestone-studded "Nudie suits" onstage
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- Burn Me Down
- By George
- Casino
- Country Boy Rock And Roll
- Crying Waiting Hoping
- Dark Bird
- Dim Lights Thick Smoke
- Drifting Apart
- Even Santa Claus Gets The Blues
- Farmers Blues
- Ghost Train Four
- Hangman
- Hard Working Man
- Here I Am
- Hey Baby
- High On A Mountain Top
- Hillbilly Rock
- Hobos Prayer
- Homesick
- Honky Tonkins What I Do Best
- I Cant Even Walk
- I Cant Even Walk Without You Holding My Hand
- I Run To You
- If I Aint Got You
- Kiss Me Im Gone
- Little Things
- Long Black Veil
- Long Walk To Heaven
- Oh What A Silent Night
- Reasons
- Red Red Wine And Cheating Songs
- Slow Train
- Sometimes The Pleasures Worth The Pain
- Tempted
- The Suns Coming Up In The Morning
- The Unseen Hand
- Theres A Rainbow At The End Of Every Storm
- This Ones Gonna Hurt You
- Till I Found You
- Whole Lotta Highway
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Song: Hobo's Prayer
Artist: Marty Stuart
Album: The Pilgrim
Words and music by: Marty Stuart
Tuning: Down one semi-tone
Capo: None
D
Under bridges, beneath trestles, in the boxcars of dead trains
Bm
Livin' to beat the cold, of the pourin' drivin' rain
D
A silent society moves out in the night
Bm C F D
Ragged rebels, homeless hobos, and those like me, who've lost the light.
D
Saint Peter is a prophet, to all the hobo world
Bm
An expert on everything, from caviar to girls
D
I met him west of Memphis, on the eighth of July
Bm C F D
He handed me a can of beans, and a rusty knife.
F#m G D
And he said "Everything out here ain't what it seems
F#m G D A
And when you're down to nothin' just go ahead and dream
D
And face the fact that you're a circle, in a world full of squares,
F C D
Tradin' sorrows for tomorrows, that's the hobo's prayer.
Mother Mary is a lady, from down in New Orleans
She's seen a lot of livin', since she was seventeen,
She said "I'm bona fide and worldly wise, with original parts,
'Cept for what set me to travellin', I'm talkin' about my heart"
She said "I can spot a broken heart from twenty miles away.
So are you passin' through, or have you come to stay?"
"You're runnin' from a woman", she said with a grin,
"So what've you got to say?" And I said: "I am a Pilgrim"
Where everything out here ain't what it seems
And when I'm down to nothin' I just go ahead and dream
And face the fact that I'm a circle, in a world full of squares
Tradin' sorrows for tomorrows, and that's the hobo's prayer.
Artist: Marty Stuart
Album: The Pilgrim
Words and music by: Marty Stuart
Tuning: Down one semi-tone
Capo: None
D
Under bridges, beneath trestles, in the boxcars of dead trains
Bm
Livin' to beat the cold, of the pourin' drivin' rain
D
A silent society moves out in the night
Bm C F D
Ragged rebels, homeless hobos, and those like me, who've lost the light.
D
Saint Peter is a prophet, to all the hobo world
Bm
An expert on everything, from caviar to girls
D
I met him west of Memphis, on the eighth of July
Bm C F D
He handed me a can of beans, and a rusty knife.
F#m G D
And he said "Everything out here ain't what it seems
F#m G D A
And when you're down to nothin' just go ahead and dream
D
And face the fact that you're a circle, in a world full of squares,
F C D
Tradin' sorrows for tomorrows, that's the hobo's prayer.
Mother Mary is a lady, from down in New Orleans
She's seen a lot of livin', since she was seventeen,
She said "I'm bona fide and worldly wise, with original parts,
'Cept for what set me to travellin', I'm talkin' about my heart"
She said "I can spot a broken heart from twenty miles away.
So are you passin' through, or have you come to stay?"
"You're runnin' from a woman", she said with a grin,
"So what've you got to say?" And I said: "I am a Pilgrim"
Where everything out here ain't what it seems
And when I'm down to nothin' I just go ahead and dream
And face the fact that I'm a circle, in a world full of squares
Tradin' sorrows for tomorrows, and that's the hobo's prayer.
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