Il testo della Gypsy boots

Terri Clark

pochette album Gypsy boots
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Data di rilascio : 01/09/2009

Durata : 0:03:51

Stile : Country



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Baby, don't blame me
If i can't get loving you right
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 rolling stone
Well, my mama was a hippie
And my daddy was a rolling stone
Well, it don't matter what you call me honey
My middle name is roam

'cause 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
I don't wanna rock no babies
But baby, i'll rock you
And i'll take off everything
But my gypsy boots

Hey, i'm a country song
The kind that makes you cry
Well, i'm a country song
The kind that makes you cry
And i'll drink up all your whiskey
And leave you high and dry

'cause 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, i get around in my gypsy boots

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