Gypsy Lyrics

I�m driving down the highway with nowhere to go
Another tune comes on that old broke down radio
This one�s for the gypsy that never could come clean
Tied up in the wine and all the mescaline

She never felt lonesome just a happy flower child
Influenced by the drugs in her compost pile
She�s never one to ask, beg, or plead
Because the moonshine and the refer is the only thing she needs

I lost my mind but not my will
Come on gypsy to the moonshine still
I need a drink before I go insane
We�ll watch the chickens peck around the farm
Sing with the crickets on the front yard
We�ll toast the clouds feeling no pain
And we�ll dance in the rain

Sometimes I wonder why I lead this life
Broke down in the honky-tonks damn near every night
I�m nothing worth saving, I�m nothing worth grace
Another bar another town, same old lines with a different face

I lost my mind but not my will
Come on gypsy to the moonshine still
I need a drink before I go insane
We�ll watch the chickens peck around the farm
Sing with the crickets on the front yard
We�ll toast the clouds feeling no pain
And we�ll dance in the rain.

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