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willie the wandering gypsy Waylon Jennings
T[A]hree fingers whiskey,pl[D]easures the drinkers
And m[A]oving does more than the same things for [E]me
W[A]illie he tells me that d[D]oers and thinkers
Say m[A]oving is the closest thing t[E]o being fr[A]ee
Verse 2:
W[A]ell he's rosined his reggins,la[D]id back his wages
He's de[A]ad set on riding in the big rod[E]eo
My w[A]oman's tired with an o[D]verdue b[A]aby
Willie keeps yelling hey g[E]ypsy let's g[A]o
Chorus:
W[E]illie you're wild as a T[D]exas blue nort[A]hern
Re[E]ady rolled from the same m[D]akins as [A]me
I reckon we're gonna ramble till h[D]ell freezes o[A]ver
Willie the wandering g[E]ypsy and [A]me
Verse 3:
L[A]adies we surely will t[D]ake off your favors
And w[A]e'll surely warn you there never will [E]be
A s[A]ingle soul living that could p[D]ut brand or h[A]andle
On Willie the wandering g[E]ypsy and [A]me
Verse 4:
D[A]ance on the mountain,sh[D]out in the canyons
Sw[A]arm in a loose heard like a wild buff[E]alo
Ja[A]mming our heads full of f[D]igures and an[A]gles
And telling us stuff that we [E]already kn[A]ow
Chorus(x2).
Thanks to David M. Potter (dmp12@cornell.edu) for the lyrics.
Perret Charles-Amir : perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr
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