Wake up in the car with my moms and dad,
Searching again for that home I never had.
Always running 'round when things got bad,
A roaming gypsy life is what I had.
What I had, it's what I had
It all started when I was only four,
Taking bathes in the reservoir.
Hippie parents done made the choice,
To sing a song Ina different voice.
Yeah a different voice, a different voice.
I don't ever know,
Where we gonna go.
But I know something,
I am free.
Yes I am free, yes I am free.
On a high mountain road that's suppose to go to class,
3 feet of snow no one could pass.
Truck breaks down we say what we gonna do,
We use some gypsy magic ju-ju-ju-just to g-g-get us through.
Oh to get us through, yeah to get us through.
I don't ever know,
Where we gonna go.
But I know something,
I am free.
Yes I am free, yes I am free.
It all started when I was only four,
Taking bathes in the reservoir.
Hippie parents done made the choice,
To sing a song Ina different voice.
Yeah a different voice, a different voice.
I don't ever know,
Where we gonna go.
But I know something,
I am free.
Yes I am free, yes I am free.

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