I didn’t make no promises; didn’t tell no lies
Didn’t sign no paper to make family ties
You offered me a place where I could rest my bones
But you knew I could never call it home
[chorus] I hear the siren song of my gypsy soul
And I’ve got an urging to get on down the road
Spirits call to me from long ago
And I’ve got to follow my gypsy soul
It’s a curse I carry everywhere I go
I’m damned to live this gypsy life on the road
You know I’ve loved you best that I can
But you should never love a gypsy man
[chorus]
[bridge]
My bike is gassed and loaded ready to be moving on
I love you but I’ve got to hear that highway song
[chorus]
copyright 2007 Donald Paul Harris