文本歌词

Willie the Wandering Gypsy and Me - The Hit Crew
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 Movin' is a closest thing
To being free
He rosins his riggins laid back his wages
He's dead certain ridin' the big rodeo
My woman's tight with an overdue baby
And Willy keeps yelling
Hey Gypsy let's go
Willy you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther
Ready rolled from the same makins as me
Well I reckon we're gonna ramble
Till Hell freeze us 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
We'll dance on the mountains
Shout in the canyons
Swarm it ain't loose herd
Like a wild buffalo
Jamming our heads full of figures
And angles and telling us stuff
That we already know
Willy you're wild as a Blue Texas Norther
Ready rolled from the same makins as me
Well I reckon we're gonna ramble
Till Hell freezes over
Willy the wandering Gypsy and me
Yeah Willy you're wild
As a Texas Blue Norther
Ready rolled from the same makins as me
And I reckon we're gonna ramble
Till Hell freeze us over
Willy the wandering Gypsy and me