Of all the things we do for love I'd do them all again Cause' even though it hurts sometimes It's worth it in the end I have chased that mighty dollar Down the dirty street They put diamonds on my collar And shackles on my feet There was a time when I was king The world at my command But, all that gutless vanity Was more than I could stand I became a witness To an ancient mystery Everything was answered In the way you looked at me Now, the things I do for love I do them all for you I can't escape the feeling that It's what I'm supposed to do The memories of wasted years Won't suffer me no more I had to stumble through the dark To find my way to your door Might be, it was a matter of time I was just a vagabond Victim of the crime I was just a vagabond Victim of the crime I can hear that whippoorwill Moaning in the dawn I guess he knows a thing or two About keeping on Who would know that wickedness Would someday make me wise Battle-scarred and bandaged Thank God that I'm alive So, here I stand before you honey Humbled by the rain Patches on my overcoat You know I ain't ashamed I ain't got nothing up my sleeve, I have nothing to sell All I have is a messy heart And a love story to tell Might be, it was a matter of time I was just a vagabond Victim of the crime I was just a vagabond Victim of the crime