VAGABOND OF THE WESTERN WORLD
I could tell you the story of a Vagabond
A playboy of the Western world.
One day, by chance, he came upon
A fair young maid, a country girl.
He told her that he loved her
And he took all of her silver
He told her that he needed her too
He said " Hey baby you got eyes of blue".
But he was a Vagabond.
CHORUS
Blue Eyes
Oh baby blue oh blue eyes
The kind of eyes that say I do eyes,
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes,
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes.
He roamed around the cities
Searching for his fortune and fame
No lady ever got to know his name
Shame, but that was his game
Gave a girl a baby boy
He said, " This child is my pride and joy,
I'm busy running wild and free,
Make sure he grows up like me,
And I'm a Vagabond."
REPEAT CHORUS
Oh I could tell you a story of a Vagabond he was....
A playboy of this Western World
He wore an earring in his left ear
You see his father was a gypsy
You just might meet him upon the highway.
Pretty fine dancer too
But he'd leave you blue he'd leave