| When mama pushed me thru daddy said my do
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| Was quite the shock
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| Claimed I cried like a dog bayin' at the moon
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| Slung my hips about, learned to twist and shout
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| Way before I could talk
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| And by the time I saw nine I started to croon
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| And then I beat those skins day out day in
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| I broke my poor mama’s head
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| Could’ve fared better in school but I was cool
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| So I joined a band instead
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| I’m a knight of the road
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| I’m a bird of passage
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| Only passing through this land
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| A boy born with a twinkle in his eye
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| And a tote bag in one hand
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| I’m a dreamer, a lover, I ain’t no other
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| Than a Gypsy rollin' along
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| Yea I came into this world
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| And I’ll go out with a song
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| I’m a knight of the road
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| I’m a knight of the road
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| I’m one side king, other side fool
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| I wear a straw hat for a crown
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| The long and lonesome road is home sweet home
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| So I hang my hat, wherever I’m at
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| A few loyal subjects gather round
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| And toss me a coin before it’s time that I roam
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| I love to put on the dog, hog the spot
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| Lord gaveth me no shame
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| So if you don’t much care for my general flair
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| Ain’t none but heaven to blame
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| I’m a knight of the road
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| I’m a bird of passage
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| Only passing through this land
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| A boy born with a twinkle in his eye
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| And a tote bag in one hand
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| I’m a dreamer, a lover, I ain’t no other
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| Than a Gypsy rollin' along
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| Yea I came into this world
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| And I’ll go out with a song
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| I’m a knight of the road
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| I took my castles in Spain, my fifteen minutes o' fame
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| And I buried it six feet deep
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| Along with a few choice pieces of attire
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| At times I take eight by tens from way back when
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| And pile them into a great big heap
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| I watch them burn while I dance around the fire
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| Cause it’s a joyful thing to beat my wings
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| And let the caged up bird go free
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| Before I turn to dust to put my trust
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| In something bigger than me
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| I’m a knight of the road
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| I’m a bird of passage
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| Only passing through this land
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| A boy born with a twinkle in his eye
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| And a tote bag in one hand
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| I’m a dreamer, a lover, I ain’t no other
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| Than a Gypsy rollin' along
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| Yea I came into this world
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| And I’ll go out with a song
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| I’m a knight of the road
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| I’m a knight of the road
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| I’m a knight of the road |