Gypsy Boots

Baby dont blame me if I cant get lovin you right
Baby dont blame me if I cant get lovin you right

I aint cut out for aprons or stayin home at night

Well my momma was a hippie and my daddy was a rollin stone

Yeah, my momma was a hippie and my daddy was a rollin stone

It dont matter what you call me honey, my middle name is Gone

I was born in gypsy boots with a guitar on my back

Rebel soul and attitude just like Johnny Cash

This is just another town and Im only passin through
And I get around In my gypsy boots

Dont wanna rock no babies, but baby Ill rock you

Dont wanna rock no babies, but baby Ill rock you

And Ill take off everything but my gypsy boots

Im a country song, the kind that makes you cry

Yeah, Im a country song, the kind that makes you cry

Ill drink up all your whiskey & leave you high and dry

Cuz I was born in gypsy boots with a guitar on my back

Rebel soul and attitude just like Johnny Cash

This is just another town and Im only passin through
And I get around In my gypsy boots

And I get around In my gypsy boots