I could tell you the story of a vagabond
A playboy of the western world
One day by chance he came upon
A fair young maid, a country girl

He told her that he loved her
And he took all of her silver
He told her that he needed her too
He said "Hey baby, you got eyes of blue"
But he was a vagabond

Blue eyes, oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
The kind of eyes that say "I do" eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes

He roamed around the cities
Searching for his fortune and fame
No lady ever got to know his name
Shame, but that was his game

Gave a girl a baby boy
He said "This child is my pride and joy"
"I'm busy running wild and free"
"Make sure he grows up like me"
And I'm a vagabond

Blue eyes, oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
The kind of eyes that say "I do" eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes
Oh baby blue, oh blue eyes

Oh I could tell you a story of a vagabond
He was a playboy of the western world
He wore an earring in his left ear
You see his father he was a gypsy

You just might meet him upon the highway
Pretty fine dancer too
But he's leave you blue, he'd leave
He'd leave you woman

Copyright: Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): PHILIP PARRIS LYNOTT