Vagabonds  and  Clowns - The  Mostar  Diving  Club
Sleeping in your backyard

I'm the comeback kid

"You're hired"

And I will play for you this rare old jukebox tune

That I knew well

I hope it goes as follows

And I hope it's all so special

Look what the day brought 'round

Drunkards, vagabonds, and clowns

He gave his all, there's nothing left

King of Sound, get some rest

And now there's room for happiness here

And he laughs beneath his crooked crown

Wears of will on his furrowed brow

And he won't ask for nothing now

That's what the people say

（That's what the people say）

That's what the people say

（That's what the people say）

That's what the people say

（That's what the people say）

That's what the people say

And he laughs beneath his crooked crown

Wears of will on his furrowed brow

And he won't ask for nothing now

Saw the lines upon his face

The journey of his life was traced

And he won't come back to this place

That's what the people say

（That's what the people say）

That's what the people say

（That's what the people say）

That's what the people say

（That's what the people say）

That's what the people say

（That's what the people say

Saw the lines upon his face

The journey of his life was traced

And he won't come back to this place