Short Story Of a Insurgent Gypsy Boy - RAMBLIN' WAYN orig. - Video
PUBLISHED:  Dec 04, 2011
DESCRIPTION:
recorded in Itaborai, RJ Brazil Nov. 2011 (c) for new river music inc.
I'm a gypsy boy on my way to the south
riding my pony all over the cloud
playing my guitar rolling my knife
eating soybeans to stay alive
i'm a rambler up to the north
never getting tired feeling life is too short
dust on my boots, sun burns my skin
divin in the river watch out for the sting...
i been to prison doing my time
life aint that easy one little line
some have too win i tell yu some have to lose
guess i was born to sing the blues
sometimes i wonder what'll be my fate
born to ramble tomorrow's too late
i'm doing something down the road
when you longing for love its a heavy load
she's standing on the corner of that bloody street
calling my name saying 'man tonight i'm gonna let you bleed'...
her name os sylvia she's small, black and lean
she's like a merrie jumping over the stream
i walk a mile to find my way
i've been to hell, heaven but i couldn't stay
i'm singer, a rocker untill the day i die
and on stage im a loner whom made himself crie
give me a bourbon let it touch my throat
im a outlaw longing for a new colt
im a gypsy boy on my way to the south
riding a pony all over the clouds
playing my guitar, rolling my knife
eating soybeans to stay alive...
wayn (c) 2011
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