Victim Of The Crime - Jackie Greene

Of all the things we do for love

I’d do them all again

Cause' even though it hurts sometimes

It’s worth it in the end

I have chased that mighty dollar

Down the dirty street

They put diamonds on my collar

And shackles on my feet

There was a time when I was king

The world at my command

But, all that gutless vanity

Was more than I could stand

I became a witness

To an ancient mystery

Everything was answered

In the way you looked at me

Now, the things I do for love

I do them all for you

I can’t escape the feeling that

It’s what I’m supposed to do

The memories of wasted years

Won’t suffer me no more

I had to stumble through the dark

To find my way to your door

Might be, it was a matter of time

I was just a vagabond

Victim of the crime

I was just a vagabond

Victim of the crime

I can hear that whippoorwill

Moaning in the dawn

I guess he knows a thing or two

About keeping on

Who would know that wickedness

Would someday make me wise

Battle-scarred and bandaged

Thank God that I’m alive

So, here I stand before you honey

Humbled by the rain

Patches on my overcoat

You know I ain’t ashamed

I ain’t got nothing up my sleeve

I have nothing to sell

All I have is a messy heart

And a love story to tell

Might be, it was a matter of time

I was just a vagabond

Victim of the crime

I was just a vagabond

Victim of the crime