I were rich enough to be a good man
Then I could cast aside the robes of my poverty and my craft
Speak as a thief free not bonded
All the filthy dirt of my cage washed away
As a soul unbridled
I wish I were a man free not bonded
I were rich enough to be a good man
Then I could cast aside the robes of my poverty and my craft
Speak as a thief free not bonded
All the filthy dirt of my cage washed away
As a soul unbridled
I wish I were a man free not bonded