Gypsy Heart - Rival Sons

Staring at the sun, you know I’ve got my Papa’s eyes

Forty years at the mill, and two checks every month’s got the poor man

Hyptnotized

He said, «Don't do what I’ve done, go out son and claim your prize.»

«Stay out from under the hand of the man».

That was his best advice

I’ve got a gypsy heart

Give me something’s gonna make me stay

I’ve got a gypsy heart

Sun comes up on another day

Thank you for the kisses but I’ve got to get on my way

You can call me what you want

But I’ve got a compass and a native will

Say I’m lazy;

ugly, tell me I’m a freak

But your daughter’s waiting up on the hill

You know she’ll say, «Oooh, oh, tell me about your reckless ways»

She’ll say, «Oooh, oh».

She’ll be pining for the rest of her days for a

Gypsy

I’ve got a gypsy heart

Give me something’s gonna make me stay

I’ve got a gypsy heart

End of the bottle and I’m walking away

Don’t ask me where I’m going cause' you know that I just can’t say

Play when I work, work when I play

Thank the Good Lord het let me love to see another day