Willy the Wanderin’ Gypsy and Me

Three fingers whiskey pleasures the drinkers

And moving does more than the same thing for me

Willy he tells me that doers and thinkers

Say moving's the closest thing to being free

He's rosined his riggings and laid back his wages

He's dead set on ridin' the big rodeo

My woman's tight with an overdue baby

And Willy keeps yelling, "Hey, Gypsy, let's go"

[Chorus]

Willy, you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther

Ready rolled from the same makings as me

And I reckon we're gonna ramble 'til Hell freezes over

Willy the wandering Gypsy and me

Now, ladies, we surely will take of your favors

And we'll surely warn you there never will be

A single soul living that could put brand or handle

On Willy the wandering Gypsy and me

Well they dance on the mountains and they shout in the canyons

And they swarm in a loose herd like wild buffalo

Jammin' our heads full of figures and angles

And tellin' us stuff that we already know

[Chorus]

Willy, you're wild as a Blue Texas Norther

Ready rolled from the same makings as me

And I reckon we're gonna ramble 'til Hell freezes over

Willy the wandering Gypsy and me