Song Lyrics
you can be satisfied
you were always the restless one
i wonder how
It s the ragamuffin man, look at you now
It s the ragamuffin man, it s the ragamuffin man, life was so grand
life was so grand
So you packed up and hit the road, spent your nights in a mission home, you used to stand
You used to stand, take a look down that road again, life was so grand
holdin your head up high
you were always the restless one
It s the ragamuffin man, holdin your head up high
You were always the restless one, for the life that you ve left behind Man, i wonder how
called yourself by another name
Holdin your head up high, living high only made you low Manfred, i wonder how
born and raised as a rich man s son
I wonder how, it s the ragamuffin man Mann, i wonder how
it s the ragamuffin man
called yourself by another name
You can be satisfied, does the thought ever grab your mind, you used to stand
living high only made you low
does the thought ever grab your mind
You can be satisfied, does the thought ever grab your mind Man, you used to stand
Spent your nights in a mission home, take a look down that road again Manfred, life was so grand
holdin your head up high
look at you now
Born and raised as a rich man s son, you used to stand, you can be satisfied
Cast away the life that you d known, life was so grand
You can be satisfied, look at you now
Stowed a ride on a westbound train, it s the ragamuffin man, stowed a ride on a westbound train
For the life that you ve left behind, you can be satisfied
Look at you now, it s the ragamuffin man, i wonder how
Look at you now, life was so grand
You used to stand, i wonder how
look at you now
i wonder how
look at you now
You used to stand, you used to stand
Does the thought ever grab your mind, spent your nights in a mission home Man, i wonder how
you can be satisfied
You used to stand, spent your nights in a mission home
Born and raised as a rich man s son, i wonder how
I wonder how, holdin your head up high, look at you now
Does the thought ever grab your mind, life was so grand
Take a look down that road again, you were always the restless one
Does the thought ever grab your mind, so you packed up and hit the road Mann, holdin your head up high
does the thought ever grab your mind