I was born
Under a wandering star
Didn’t have any money
To buy a car.
Bedraggled suit
Holes in my boots
Had no job
Had no roots.
I was born
Under a wandering star
I didn’t need money
To wander far.
Still had good looks
Lots of charm
Did my best
To do no harm,
Hey ** I met a witch
Lovely woman
Walked around naked
Not wearing a stitch
Was rather weird
Oddly at first
I stopped wandering
And drank my thirst.