The Vagrant Lyrics

I've been out for ten years and I'm destined to roam

From the hills to the sea to the sea

But there's a comfort you get from just drinking alone

And seeing how simple it's been just to be

Well, there's a place over west that they call Smuggler's Bay

Where they'd drink and they'd holler and shoot

With time the place faded and faded away

Leaving nothing but driftwood and whiskey-stained boots

From campfires to ashes and blue skies to rain

I've wandered this path whilst it wanders the same

Well I'm a road-weary wanderer, and I'm out for to roam

And it may not seem much, but this road is my home

If a man is a shadow, and his shadow's a ghost

Could you reach out and lend him a hand?

For a ghost of a man might well need it the most

At least 'til he's found his way back to dry land

Well I've stoked many fires, and from this I have learned

That a fire burns bright and burns strong

But one day a fire just ceases to burn

And Lord, when that happens, it's time to move on

From campfires to ashes and blue skies to rain

I've wandered this path whilst it wanders the same

Well I'm a road-weary wanderer and I'm out for to roam

And it may not seem much but this road is my home

It may not seem much, but this road is my home

It may not seem much

But this road is my home