A Tramp Shining - Richard Harris

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