| Freeway signs and faded blacktop
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| Backstage doors and parking lots
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| That’s the world I mostly see
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| Starin' out of a wide window
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| A thousand miles away from my home
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| That’s the gypsy in me
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| Aw, the gypsy in me
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| Can’t stay in one place too long
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| 'Cause there’s somebody out there
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| That still ain’t heard my song
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| Yea, so I roll on
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| To where this road leads
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| That’s the gypsy in me
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| It’s in my heart, to bear my soul
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| With an old guitar and a microphone
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| I stand up here, and sing what I believe
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| And then I close my eyes and fold my hands
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| Thank God I got a girl that understands
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| And loves the gypsy in me
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| Aw, the gypsy in me
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| Can’t stay in one place too long
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| 'Cause there’s somebody out there
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| That still ain’t heard my song
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| Yea, so I roll on
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| To where this road leads
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| That’s the gypsy in me
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| You know if I never heard «I Walk the Line»
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| «Free Bird» or «You're Always on my Mind»
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| «Ramblin' Man», «Me and Bobby McGee»
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| If I’d never seen the Man in Black
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| I wouldn’t feel the need to wear this kind of hat
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| And there wouldn’t be a gypsy in me
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| Aw, now, the gypsy in me
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| Can’t stay in one place too long
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| 'Cause there’s somebody out there
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| That still ain’t heard my song
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| Yea, so I roll on
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| To where this road leads
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| That’s the gypsy in me
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| Mmmmmmmm…
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| I’m just gonna keep rollin' on |