Willy The Wandering Gypsy And Me Lyrics - Storyteller Poet Philosopher - Tom T. Hall

Three fingers whiskey pleasures the drinker 

But moving does more than that drinking for me 

Willy he tells me that doers and thinkers 

Say moving's the closest thing to being free 

He rosined his riggin', he laid back his wages 

He's dead set on ridin' the big rodeos 

My woman's tight with an overdue baby 

And Willy keeps yelling, "Hey Big T, let's go!" 

Willy you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther 

Ready rolled from the same makings as me 

And I reckon we'll ramble till hell freezes over 

Willy the wandering Gypsy and me 

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Now ladies we surely will take up your pleasures 

But I've gotta warn ya there never will be 

A single soul living can put brand or handle 

On Willy the wandering Gypsy and me 

Well they dance on the mountains and they shout in the canyons 

And they swarm in a loose herd like wild buffaloes 

Jammin' our heads full of figures and angles 

And tellin' us stuff that we already know 

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Willy you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther 

Ready rolled from the same makings as me 

And I reckon we'll ramble till hell freezes over 

Willy the wandering Gypsy and me 

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