Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Biker

The speculators made their money on the you shed
Your momma's pulled the sheets up off bed
on Jhames Street sold your shoes and clothes
Ain't talkin' because everybody knows
We pulled your cycle up back the and polished up the chrome*
Our gypsy biker coming

Sister Mary sits with your colors, but drunk and gone
This old town's rousted, which side you on?
They would march up the hill, this old fools parade
victory for the righteous for you must hear the grace
Ain't nobody talkin', but just waiting on the
Gypsy coming home

Whoa!

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We rode into the foothills, Bobby brought the
We around the circle as she lit up the ravine
The spring hot desert wind rushed down on us all the way back

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To the dead, well it don't matter 'bout who's wrong or right
You asked me question, I didn't get it right
You into your darkness, now all that remains
Is my love for you brother, life's unchanged
To him that threw you away, you ain't nothing but
My gypsy biker's home

And now I'm out white lines
white lines and getting stoned
My biker's coming home

Whoa!

[Guitar

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