Letra de Gypsy Driftin'
I learned quick my eighteenth summer Diggin' ditches for the man You can't be a guitar strummer Cussin' that shovel in your handTook my paycheck to a pawn shop Bought a Silvertone guitar Wrote a song about a beer joint Went and played it in a barIt's hard as hell out on this highway But I'm still addicted to the show When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the roadBuses, trucks and lit up stages Angel faces with no names Stadium of savin' graces Stand and singing with a flameIt's hard as hell out on this highway But I'm still addicted to the show When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the roadI go on when I'm too tired to sleep And I go on, sing when I can't speak I go on and on and on and onIt's hard as hell out on this highway But I'm still addicted to the show When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the road And when that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the road, down the road