Gypsy Boots (Acoustic Demo Version)

Baby, don't blame me

If I can't get loving you right

Baby, don't blame me

If I can't get loving you right

I ain't cut out for aprons

Or staying home at night

Well, my mama was a hippie

And my daddy was a rolling stone

Well, my mama was a hippie

And my daddy was a rolling stone

Well, it don't matter what you call me honey

My middle name is

Roam'Cause

I was born in gypsy boots

With a guitar on my back

Rebel soul and attitude

Just like

Johnny Cash

Well, this is just another town

And I'm only passing through

And I get around, in my gypsy boots

I don't wanna rock no babies

But baby,

I'll rock you

I don't wanna rock no babies

But baby,

I'll rock you

And I'll take off everything

But my gypsy boots

Hey, I'm a country song

The kind that makes you cry

Well, I'm a country song

The kind that makes you cry

And I'll drink up all your whiskey

And leave you high and dry'

Cause I was born in gypsy boots

With a guitar on my back

Rebel soul and attitude

Just like

Johnny Cash

Well, this is just another town

And I'm only passing through

And I get around in my gypsy boots

Hey, I get around in my gypsy boots