Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Boots

I'm a white boy,
lived a gypsy all my life

One in a born with a baby-face like mine
Got boots made for rockin', kickin' ass and steppin' over lines
Passed to me from my daddy's daddy's dad
In my family the fruit is bitter, bold and bad
Got real deep roots, these gypsy boots of

Struttin' the fine line, sharp just like my mind
My preceeds me, I always get what's mine in time
You can't spike me with the seed of doubt
You can't tell me my life could be about
'Less you've walked in these gypsy boots of

These gypsy boots, don't wear down
It's in my blood, I around and around...

I'm the rock'n'roll clich,
pirate cowboy
You wouldn't a minute in my boots
'Cos baby, I'm the real
Can't decide if a blessing or a curse
Can't see how it be getting any worse
Can't shake loose gypsy blues of mine
All tied down to these gypsy sublime
make good use of these gypsy boots of mine