Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Boots

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

One in a born with a baby-face like mine
Got these boots made for rockin', kickin' ass and steppin' 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 reputation preceeds me, I get what's mine in time
You can't spike me the evil seed of doubt
You can't tell me what my could be about
'Less you've walked in these boots of mine

These gypsy boots, they wear down
in my blood, I roam around and around...

I'm the original clich,
Gypsy pirate
You wouldn't last a minute in my
baby, I'm the real McCoy
Can't decide if it's a blessing or a
Can't see how it could be any worse
Can't shake loose these gypsy blues of
All tied down to gypsy boots sublime
Better make good use of these boots of mine