The story of a vagabond

She roamed around the cities

Searching for her fortune and fame
No man ever got to know her name
Shame, but that was her game

Gave a girl a baby boy
She 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...

I. Walking this vagabond shoes

II. Only the poor appreciates a penny

III. I've never known what sweet caress is. Still, I'll be always laughing like a clown

IX. Where is the love to be found? Won't someone tell me?