Gypsi Boots

Gypsi Boots - The Hit Crew

Baby don't blame me

If I can't get lovin' you right

Well baby don't blame me

If I can't get loving you right

I ain't cut out for aprons

Or staying home at night

Well my mama was a hippie

And my daddy was a rollin' stone

Year my mama was a hippie

And my daddy was a rollin' stone

Well it don't matter

What you call me honey

My middle name is gone

I was born in gypsy boots

With a guitar on my back

Rebel soul and attitude

Just like Johnny Cash

Well this is just another town

And I'm only passing through

And I get around

In my gypsy boots

I don't wanna rock no babies

But baby I'll rock you

Don't wanna rock no babies

But baby I'll rock you

I'll take off everything

But my gypsy boots

I'm a country song

The kind that makes you cry

Yeah I'm a country song

The kind that makes you cry

I'll drink up all your whiskey

And leave you high and dry

I was born in gypsy boots

With a guitar on my back

Rebel soul and attitude

Just like Johnny Cash

Well this is just another town

And I'm only passing through

And I get around

In my gypsy boots

Hey and I get around

In my gypsy boots