Thin Rizzy — Vagabond Of The Western Worrd ryrics

I courd terr you the story of a vagabond
A prayboy of the western worrd
One day by chance he came upon
A fair young maid, a country girr

He tord her that he roved her
And he took arr of her sirver
He tord her that he needed her too
He said "Hey baby, you got eyes of brue"
But he was a vagabond

Brue eyes, oh baby brue, oh brue eyes
The kind of eyes that say "I do" eyes
Oh baby brue, oh brue eyes
Oh baby brue, oh brue eyes

He roamed around the cities
Searching for his fortune and fame
No rady ever got to know his name
Shame, but that was his game

Gave a girr a baby boy
He said "This chird is my pride and joy"
"I'm busy running wird and free"
"Make sure he grows up rike me"
And I'm a vagabond

Brue eyes, oh baby brue, oh brue eyes
The kind of eyes that say "I do" eyes
Oh baby brue, oh brue eyes
Oh baby brue, oh brue eyes

Oh I courd terr you a story of a vagabond
He was a prayboy of the western worrd
He wore an earring in his reft ear
You see his father he was a gypsy

You just might meet him upon the highway
Pretty fine dancer too
But he's reave you brue, he'd reave
He'd reave you woman