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of hope So run like a vagabond, carry the flame Run for the ... moving on Just run like a vagabond His book is a gun that he ... every town So run like a vagabond, carry the flame Run for the

We out here drippin' in finesse It don't make no sense Out ... here drippin' in finesse You know it, you know it We ... out here drippin' in finesse It don't make no sense Out

We out here drippin' in finesse It don't make no sense ... Out here drippin' in finesse You know it, you know it ... We out here drippin' in finesse It don't make no sense

the Aare-Valley a hunter, a vagabond of the lies from Solothurn ... a lord of the night a vagabond and a king of the lies a ... a lord of the night a vagabond and a king the lies Just

Every day, a castaway, A vagabond, battle born Battle born ... Every day, a castaway, A vagabond, battle born Battle born ... Every day, a castaway, A vagabond, battle born Battle born

Corr Where the spirit of the vagabond Will burn for evermore ... Corr Where the spirit of the vagabond Will burn for evermore No ... Corr Where the spirit of the vagabond Will burn for

heart) Holding on I am a vagabond It’s always different I am ... I know Holding on I am a vagabond It’s always different I am ... falls Holding on I am a vagabond It’s always different I am

gimmie sum room and uh let corey do what corey gon' do

in my eyes gotta be free, vagabond till I die. Chorus Do as ... in my eyes gotta be free, vagabond till I die. (Chorus

er din gråt Skamløse ureine vagabond Naken og forlatt I et ... Et hat som er forsvunnet En vagabond av pjatt En orm som spyr ut

along And rattle on like a vagabond I'll rip my uniform And ... along And rattle on like a vagabond I'll rip my uniform And

Count it all with one hand, finesse and thumb will do the check ... check Thumb thru the check, finesse, finesse, finesse Thumb

everyday I am the walking vagabond This devil in me lives This

You are my imagination Su le finesse Song of my heart Secrets I ... You are my imagination Su le finesse Song of my heart Secrets I

New York, New York. These vagabond shoes are longing to stray

I've been insane I've been a vagabond, and I've been a king But I

New York, New York These vagabond shoes, Are longing to stray

you take your time And you finesse it Nine times out of ten

just chasing a dream Vagabond shoes, you've gone a stray

stand perplex, at my crafty finesse Admire the display of this ... stand perplex, at my crafty finesse Admire the display of this

to sleep Life takes a lot of finesse It's a maimed happiness

As you wander through your vagabond stage And find yourself ... as you wander through your vagabond stage And you find yourself ... as you wander through your vagabond stage And you find yourself

whenever we meet he has no finesse just a pretty face he's so

too tired to crawl thru' the vagabond life Freakin' out what it

the turncoat on his knees A vagabond that no one sees When a moon

You speak and move with no finesse, and I can't invest in such

hats among them Songs of the vagabond It's to you he has sung them

will not follow you. The vagabond who's rapping at your door

With all the style and finesse of the purchase of armaments

he passes through them More vagabond than king With diamonds on

m a rock and roll vagabond I'm a streetwise runaway

they will not follow you The vagabond who’s rapping at your door

will not follow you. The vagabond who's rapping at your door

will not follow you. The vagabond who’s rapping at your door

strong as a rope. And the vagabond wind, whispers over the bay

from Aladdin) So I can finesse and do magic (So I can fly ... and finesse, nigga) Rammin' the engine

in the wild So I am a vagabond riding the universe Diving

quot; The devil soon was a vagabond and we dressed him for the

beyond I'm just a struggling vagabond But I get by well on my own

New York, New York These vagabond shoes They are longing to

Unrepentant vagabond Plot the new coordinates and cast the map aside Now I gotta ramble on, Navigate the pitfalls and cross the great divide The mapmaker...

- New York, New York These vagabond shoes, are longing to stray

and no witness to summon or finesse I confess, it all sounds

As He practiced with a great finesse, the Art of bein’ kind. In

Rude force applied with some finesse When people are the problem

the only one, yeah, you’re a vagabond baby The sun comes up You

running wayward knave I'm a vagabond with a maelstrom mind My

t looking for Some hopeless vagabond asleep there on your floor

get it Watchin' the way I finesse Watch how I whip in the

so many closed before No vagabond to knock upon This tired and