I got myself a threadbare gypsy soul
Likes to dance and drink and go wherever the wind blows
Got a little threadbare gypsy soul
Got a little threadbare gypsy soul
Got a little wild streak in my heart
I guess that I have had it since I heard the music start
I got a little wild streak in my heart
I got a little threadbare gypsy soul
I like to hear the highway sounds
And I don't think that I'll ever settle down
I can't change and it's a sin, hope St. Peter gonna let me in
Come on Pete, won't you let me in?
I wear this cowboy hat upon my head
And you can take it off me some time after I am dead
Got a cowboy hat up on my head
Got a little threadbare gypsy soul
I wear these crusty shoes down on my feet
I could write a book about the places that they've seen
I got these crusty shoes down on my feet
I got a little wild streak in my heart
An' I like to hear the highway sounds
Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever settle down
An' I can't change an' it's a sin, I hope St. Peter's gonna let me in
Come on Pete, won't you let me in?
An' I know this crazy livin' just ain't right
Most of the time I'm smoking, drinking, looking for a fight
But I've been talking to Jesus everyday
Well, I've been talking to Jesus everyday
An' I got this girl back home I call my wife
If you ever met her I swear she would change your life
She's got a little wild streak in her heart
But she's been saying hallelujah everyday
I like to hear the highway sounds
An' I don't think that I'll ever settle down
An' I can't change and it might be a sin, hope St. Peter gonna let me in
Got my gypsy soul to bury, Amen

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