A Perfect Voice Lyrics - Vagabonds - The Classic Crime

I may not have a perfect voice but I'll still sing 

At the top of my lungs until my days are done 

I was once a child with a million plans 

Now all I've got is what's in my hands 

I don't leave much to chance these days 

I may not ever see a dime but I'll be fine 

Yeah, I'll still get by all the time a smile upon my face 

You might see me on the corner with a cup someday 

And I'll smile and wave and say 

"God bless you for your change today" 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I may not be a perfect man but I'll still stand 

Yeah, I'm counting on grace to win this race for me in the end 

I may not sing your favorite songs but I don't sing for you 

'Cause if I did I would have been done long ago 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

I may not have a perfect voice 

But I won't lie, I'll sing until I die 

'Cause I may not get the chance another night 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh 

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Whoa, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh