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Three whiskey pleasures the drinker
But moving more than that drinking for me
Willy he tells me that and thinkers
Say moving's the closest thing to free

He rosined his riggin', he laid his wages
He's dead set on ridin' the big
My tight with an overdue baby
And Willy yelling, "Hey Big T, let's go!"

Willy wild as a Texas Blue Norther
Ready rolled the same makings as me
And I reckon we'll ramble till hell over
the wandering Gypsy and me

Now ladies we will take up your pleasures
But I've warn ya there never will be
A single soul can put brand or handle
On Willy the wandering and me

Well they dance on the and they shout in the canyons
And they swarm in a herd like wild buffaloes
Jammin' our full of figures and angles
And tellin' us stuff that we already

Willy you're wild as a Blue Norther
Ready rolled the same makings as me
And I reckon we'll till hell freezes over
the wandering Gypsy and me

Would you believe Joe Shaver and me?