Gypsy Man

A gypsy man ain’t got no home
A gypsy man ain’t got no home

They call me a Gypsy Man
They call me a Gypsy Man
They call me a Gypsy Man
They call me a Gypsy Man ….

They call me a Gypsy Man
‘Cause I don’t stay in one place too long
I’m searchin’ for a brand new world
To make and call my home

I gotta find a friend, a nice young lady
I gotta find a friend, a nice young lady
To make my home, oh yeah
To make my home

‘Cause I’m a gypsy man, yes, I’m a gypsy man
Oh, I’m a gypsy man
Oo – oo – oo – oo – hoo – hoo – hoo
Oo – oo – oo – oo – hoo – hoo – hoo
Yeah, yeah

I travel the windy road
And no one seems to care – yeah
A gypsy man ain’t got no home
But sometimes I wonder, is it that bad way

I gotta find a friend, a nice young lady
I gotta find a friend, yeah, a nice young lady
To make my home
To make my home, oh yeah

‘Cause I’m a gypsy man, yes, I’m a gypsy man
Oh, I’m a gypsy man
Oo – oo – oo – oo – hoo – hoo – hoo
Oo – oo – oo – oo – hoo – hoo – hoo