Listen to the sound clip I'm just a lowly wanderer, lost in the shadows of the night My ragged clothes and worn out shoes are a pitiful sight I walk the streets with a heavy heart, searching for my next meal No fancy feast or grand banquet, just scraps and leftovers as my deal I may not have a dime to my name, but my spirit remains strong I'll scavenge for food in alleyways, where I truly belong Eyes filled with longing, hands outstretched in plea Just a soul in need, hoping for some generosity My days are spent in... from Frank Sinatra (Pop, Jazz, Old School) HiFi TTS Computer AI Voice: