There's been many a crooked path That has ended me here Tired, broken and wearing rags Wild eyed with fear
There's much more to this vagabond Than the eye can see You can see me through different eyes Make a princess of me... Door to door with a heavy heart Try to stave off the cold In the distance a gypsy cart Filled with thieves and rogues
Sing for supper and sing for pence A song's all I have to give With a fiddle and with no rest Singing only to live Through the window a golden glow Families gather 'round Here outside it starts to snow Silence the only sound
Compositores: Candice Lauren Blackmore (ASCAP), Richard Blackmore (PRS)Editores: Dinner Party Destinations (PRS), Fairwood Music Ltd (PRS), Jerden Records (PRS)ECAD verificado obra #19137503 em 01/Abr/2024