One sunny day I was in my garden When a known tramp with a beard came by He said to me "Mister, beg your pardon, If I don't eat, I will surely die"
What could I do, what could I do I took him inside the house to feed him He met my wife She gave him a towel, razor and soap She gave him new hope When he had fed Sadly she said "He looks so tired, let's give him a bed"
When he had shaved, washed and rested To my surprise he looked twenty-four He went to leave but my wife protested Asked him to stay just a little more
She was so kind I didn't mind Now I look back I've must have been blind
Came the next day when the cuckoo was crowing Got up to dress but my clothes were gone Gone was my watch and my cash and cufflinks Gone my valise with initials on
Each of my rooms told to same old story He was a thief, what was I to do Oh, what a life, oh, what a life Gone was the beard gone was my wife
She was hanging on to my valise it appears But she's been gone for two and half years Men like a sheep should be regularly shield Don't trust a man who's wearing a beard
Oh, what a tragically story this is One day a man with a beard came by Took all my cash and my misses What should I do, should I laugh or cry Cry, cry, cryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
