Waylon Jennings – Willie The Wandering Gypsy (Ukulele)

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        Three fingers whiskey, pleasures the drinkers

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        And moving does more than the same things for me

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        Willie he tells me that doers and thinkers

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        Say moving is the closest thing to being free

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        Well he's rosined his reggins, laid back his wages

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        He's dead set on riding in the big rodeo

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        My woman's tired with an overdue baby

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        Willie keeps yelling hey gypsy, let's go

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        Willie, you're wild as a Texas blue northern

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        Ready rolled from the same makins as me

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        I reckon we're gonna ramble till hell freezes over

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        Willie the wandering gypsy and me

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        Ladies we surely will take off your favors

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        And we'll surely warn you there never will be

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        A single soul living that could put brand or handle

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        On Willie the wandering gypsy and me

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        Dance on the mountain, shout in the canyons

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        Swarm in a loose heard like a wild buffalo

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        Jamming our heads full of figures and angles

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        And telling us stuff that we already know