Baby don't blame me if I can't get lovin you right
Baby don't blame me if I can't get lovin you right
I ain't cut out for aprons or stayin home at night
Well my mama was a hippie and my daddy was a rollin' stone
Well my mama was a hippie and my daddy was a rollin' stone
Well it don't matter what you call me honey, my middle name is roam
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Cuz I was born in gypsy boots with a guitar on my back
Rebel soul and attitude just like Johnny Cash
Well this is just another town and I'm only passin' through
And I get around, in my gypsy boots
I don't wanna rock no babies, but baby I'll rock you
I don't wanna rock no babies, but baby I'll rock you
And I'll take off everything, but my gypsy boots
Hey I'm a country song, the kind that makes you cry
Well I'm a country song, the kind that makes you cry
And I'll drink up all your whisky and leave you high and dry
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Cuz I was born in gypsy boots with a guitar on my back
Rebel soul and attitude just like Johnny Cash
Well this is just another town and I'm only passin' through
And I get around, in my gypsy boots
Hey I get around, in my gypsy boots
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