Threadbare Gypsy Soul

Got myself a threadbare gypsy soul Likes to dance and drink and go wherever the wind blows Gotta little threadbare gypsy soul Gotta little threadbare gypsy soul Gotta little wild streak in my heart I guess that I have had it since I heard the music start I gotta little wild streak in my heart I gotta little threadbare gypsy soul I like to hear the highway sounds And I don't think that I'll ever settle down I can't change and it's a sin Hope St. Peter gonna let me in Come on Pete won't you let me in I wear this cowboy hat up on my head And you can take it off me some time after I am dead Gotta cowboy hat up on my head Gotta a little threadbare gypsy soul I wear these crusty shoes down on my feet I could write a book about the places that they've seen I got these crusty shoes down on my feet I gotta little wild streak in my heart And I like to hear the highway sounds Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever settle down And I can't change and it's a sin I hope St. Peter gonna let me in Come on Pete won't you let me in I know this crazy living just ain't right Most of the time I'm smoking, drinking, looking for a fight But I've been talking to Jesus every day I've been talking to Jesus every day And I got this girl back home I call my wife If you ever met her I swear she would change your life She's gotta little wild streak in her heart But she's been saying hallelujah every day I like to hear the highway sounds I don't think that I'll ever settle down I can't change and it might be a sin Hope St. Peter gonna let me in Got my gypsy soul to bare, Amen