Got myself a threadbare gypsy soul

Likes to dance and drink and go wherever the wind blows

Gotta little threadbare gypsy soul

Gotta little threadbare gypsy soul



Gotta little wild streak in my heart

I guess that I have had it since I heard the music start

I gotta little wild streak in my heart

I gotta 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 up on my head

And you can take it off me some time after I am dead

Gotta cowboy hat up on my head

Gotta 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 gotta little wild streak in my heart



And I like to hear the highway sounds

Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever settle down

And I can't change and it's a sin

I hope St. Peter gonna let me in

Come on Pete won't you let me in



I know this crazy living just ain't right

Most of the time I'm smoking, drinking, looking for a fight

But I've been talking to Jesus every day

I've been talking to Jesus every day



And I got this girl back home I call my wife

If you ever met her I swear she would change your life

She's gotta little wild streak in her heart

But she's been saying hallelujah every day



I like to hear the highway sounds

I don't think that I'll ever settle down

I can't change and it might be a sin

Hope St. Peter gonna let me in

Got my gypsy soul to bare, Amen