Been a vagabound, homeless
and out on the loose
Been a wanderer, lost
and man with worn out shoes
I've been out here on the fringes
This is where you go,
when you don't know where home is
I've been a drifter, a sailor
lost out at sea
I'm poet, a painter, a writer
lost in a mystery
I've been out here riding fences
This where you go,
when you don't know where home is
Where do you go___
When it's a cold shoulder and turning back
Where do you go___
When your train has jumped the track
When you have burned all your bridges
It's where you are
When you don't know where home is
When the world has left you all alone
When there is no place to call your own
When you can't go back home
Where do you go_____
Where do you go___
When it's a cold shoulder and turning back
Where do you go___
When your train has jumped the track
When you have burned all your bridges
It's where you are
When you don't know where home is
Been a vagabond...
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