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A gypsy man ain't got no home
A gypsy man ain't got no home
They call me a Gypsy Man
They call me a Gypsy Man
They call me a Gypsy Man
They call me a Gypsy Man ....
They call me a Gypsy Man
'Cause I don't stay in one place too long
I'm searchin' for a brand new world
To make and call my home
I gotta find a friend, a nice young lady
I gotta find a friend, a nice young lady
To make my home, oh yeah
To make my home
'Cause I'm a gypsy man, yes, I'm a gypsy man
Oh, I'm a gypsy man
Oo - oo - oo - oo - hoo - hoo - hoo
Oo - oo - oo - oo - hoo - hoo - hoo
Yeah, yeah
I travel the windy road
And no one seems to care - yeah
A gypsy man ain't got no home
But sometimes I wonder, is it that bad way
I gotta find a friend, a nice young lady
I gotta find a friend, yeah, a nice young lady
To make my home
To make my home, oh yeah
'Cause I'm a gypsy man, yes, I'm a gypsy man
Oh, I'm a gypsy man
Oo - oo - oo - oo - hoo - hoo - hoo
Oo - oo - oo - oo - hoo - hoo - hoo