Threadbare Gypsy Soul

I got myself a threadbare gypsy soul
Likes to dance and drink and go wherever the wind blows
Got a little threadbare gypsy soul
Got a little threadbare gypsy soul

Got a little wild streak in my heart
I guess that I have had it since I heard the music start
I got a little wild streak in my heart
I got a little threadbare gypsy soul

I like to hear the highway sounds
And I dont think that Ill ever settle down
I cant change and its a sin, hope St. Peter gonna let me in
Come on Pete, wont you let me in?

I wear this cowboy hat upon my head
And you can take it off me some time after I am dead
Got a cowboy hat up on my head
Got a little threadbare gypsy soul

I wear these crusty shoes down on my feet
I could write a book about the places that theyve seen
I got these crusty shoes down on my feet
I got a little wild streak in my heart

An' I like to hear the highway sounds
Sometimes I wonder if Ill ever settle down
An' I cant change an' its a sin, I hope St. Peter's gonna let me in
Come on Pete, wont you let me in?

An' I know this crazy livin' just ain't right
Most of the time Im smoking, drinking, looking for a fight
But Ive been talking to Jesus everyday
Well, Ive been talking to Jesus everyday

An' I got this girl back home I call my wife
If you ever met her I swear she would change your life
Shes got a little wild streak in her heart
But shes been saying hallelujah everyday

I like to hear the highway sounds
An' I dont think that Ill ever settle down
An' I cant change and it might be a sin, hope St. Peter gonna let me in
Got my gypsy soul to bury, Amen