Richard Harris A Tramp Shining
She's called me again
And I've taken all my old forgotten dreams out of the closet
To put them on
I have found my crumbling crown
Lying where I tossed it
I thought that I had lost it
But here I am, a tramp shining
She's called me again
And I've gathered all my old forgotten dreams like dusty diamonds
To make a ring
Seated on my threadbare throne
I should straighten my bent scepter
And pretend I could have kept her
And welcome her home, A Tramp Shining.
I have found my crumbling crown
Lying where I tossed it
I was afraid that I had lost it
But here I am, a tramp shining
A brand new clown
A brand new clown
A brand new clown
