Here comes a barrow, rumbling down the lane Some call him a thief, some said he was insane Straining in the darkness, sleeping in the day That's what they say A lifeless body in a mothy robe A worn-out hat and a perforated coat Nobody's gonna miss him Or gather at his grave That's what they say What's your name, vagabond? Where have you been? What's your aim, vagabond? What have you seen? Where do you come from? And what do you strive? Come, tell me about a vagabond's life Ashes to ashes, the glow of thrombose Leaves off society, he was one of those Was living on others, put all of us to shame That's what they say He walked with a limp, but he had been around From far east to west With a north wind down south He was branded and outlawed, it was time to repay That's what they say What's your name, vagabond? Where have you been? What's your aim, vagabond? What have you seen? Where do you come from? And what do you strive? Come, tell me about a vagabond's life Don't call it murder, how can you dare Turn around and leave, you shouldn't really care All cases closed and pauper's grave That's what they say Rest in peace, vagabonds Where have you been? Rest in peace, vagabonds What have you seen? Where did you come from? And what did you strive? Come, tell me about a vagabond's life, yeah Rest in peace, vagabonds Where have you been? Rest in peace, vagabonds What have you seen? Where did you come from? And what did you strive? The story of a vagabond's life The story of a vagabond's life