Tumbleweed and Dumpweed
Another dirty hippie
Living in the streets
Marching to his own beat
He's made a home
In the gutter with the trash
He's stretched the limits
And made every dollar last
All hail the vagabond
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
Pauper of the alley
Lording over rats
He sold his gold teeth
Filled with silver caps
Lives in a car
Off of 4th and Main
And ever since the 90s
He's never been the same
All hail the vagabond
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
All hail Jimmy
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
All hail the vagabond
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
Darling Skye - Vagabond (Jimmy's Song) Lyrics
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Tumbleweed and Dumpweed
Another dirty hippie
Living in the streets
Marching to his own beat
He's made a home
In the gutter with the trash
He's stretched the limits
And made every dollar last
All hail the vagabond
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
Pauper of the alley
Lording over rats
He sold his gold teeth
Filled with silver caps
Lives in a car
Off of 4th and Main
And ever since the 90s
He's never been the same
All hail the vagabond
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
All hail Jimmy
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
All hail the vagabond
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
Another dirty hippie
Living in the streets
Marching to his own beat
He's made a home
In the gutter with the trash
He's stretched the limits
And made every dollar last
All hail the vagabond
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
Pauper of the alley
Lording over rats
He sold his gold teeth
Filled with silver caps
Lives in a car
Off of 4th and Main
And ever since the 90s
He's never been the same
All hail the vagabond
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
All hail Jimmy
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
All hail the vagabond
King of the streets
They may call him worthless
But he's still a friend to me
Writer: Ezekiel James
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