"Beggar’s Past"

I ask of you no charity, it’s just a beggar’s world
Everyone is ragged here, everything is old
All you do is walk around hoping I’ll be gone
All I do is kick my crutch asking you for alms
And you give me all I want
And you answer all I ask
And I ask of you no charity
I’d only like to, love to, long to
Retake my past

Gypsy king of summers gone promised me a ring
Changing fury into verse, songs I cannot sing
Shouted loud against the sky, lucky as can be
All I have to do without is carry wayward free
And you give me all I want
And you answer all I ask
Gypsy king of summers gone
I’d only like to, love to, long to
Retake my past

I left, I never married, the girl was moving fast
Faster than a cannonball, bitter, headed West
All she did was turn my blood into blackened soil
All I did was turn around fastening my coat
And you give me all I want
And you answer all I ask
See, I left, I never married
I’d only like to, love to, long to
Retake my past