Threadbare Gypsy Soul

I got myself a threadbare gypsy soul

Likes 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 up on 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

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

And 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 got a 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