Threadbare Gypsy Soul — текст песни (Pat Green)

Got myself a threadbare gypsy soul,
Like to dance and drink and go wherever the wind blows.
Got a little threadbare gypsy soul,
Got a little threadbare gypsy soul.
Got a little wild streak in my heart.
I guess that I have had it since I heard the music start.
I got a little wild streak in my heart,
I got a little threadbare gypsy soul.

I like to hear the highway sounds,
And I don`t think that I`ll ever settle down.
I can`t change and it`s a sin,
Hope St. Peter gonna let me in:
Come on, Pete, won`t you let me in?

I wear this cowboy hat upon my head,
And you can take it off me some time after I am dead.
Got a cowboy hat up on my head,
Got a little threadbare gypsy soul.

I wear these crusty shoes down on my feet.
I could write a book about the places that they`ve seen.
I got these crusty shoes down on my feet,
I got a little wild streak in my heart.

An` I like to hear the highway sounds,
Sometimes I wonder if I`ll ever settle down.
An` I can`t change an` it`s a sin,
I hope St. Peter`s gonna let me in:
Come on, Pete, won`t you let me in?

Instrumental break.

An` I know this crazy livin` just ain`t right;
Most of the time I`m smoking, drinking, looking for a fight.
But I`ve been talking to Jesus everyday;
Well, I`ve been talking to Jesus every day.

An` I got this girl back home I call my wife;
If you ever met her I swear she would change your life.
She`s got a little wild streak in her heart,
But she`s been saying hallelujah everyday.

I like to hear the highway sounds,
An` I don`t think that I`ll ever settle down.
An` I can`t change and it might be a sin.
Hope St. Peter gonna let me in:
Got my gypsy soul to bury, Amen.

Instrumental fade out.