21st Century Gypsy Singing Lovin Man

I know it's hard to love a gypsy
 Please don't worry baby
 'Cause I'll soon be coming home to you
 And if I steal away
 Like a thief in the night
 It's only 'cause I hate to say that long goodbye to you
 I know there ain't nowhere
 Nowhere can compare
 With the comfort of your big brass bed
 But I've got a long road to travel
 And only a hard and stony ground
 For me to rest my weary head
 I'm like a fish out of water
 Feel like I'm drowming on dry land
 If I ain't got a reservation ticket
 Right here in the palm of my hand
 I'm a 21st century gypsy
 21st century gypsy singin' lover man
 And when I kiss you goodnight
 In the dark hours of the morning
 And pack a guitar bag
 And head on out the door
 I know that you know that I really hate to leave you
 But it's that time again and I simply got to go
 And if I'm away on the road for weeks on end
 In some way off and far flung foreign land
 Sailing an ocean or deep down in the jungle
 Or in a caravan crossing the burning desert land
 I follow a spirit that's been roaming free
 Way way back since time began
 I was a wandering minstrel in a previous life
 Now I'm your 21st century
 21st century gypsy singin' lover man
 I'm like a fish out of water
 I'm drowming on dry land
 If I ain't got a reservation ticket
 Right here in the palm of my hand
 I'm your 21st century gypsy singin' lover man
 I know it's hard to love a gypsy
 Please don't worry baby
 'Cause I'll soon be coming home to you
 And if I steal away
 Like a thief in the night
 It's only 'cause I hate to say that long goodbye to you
 I know there ain't nowhere
 Nowhere can compare
 With the comfort of your big brass bed
 But I've got a long road to travel
 And only a hard and stony ground
 For me to rest my weary head
 I'm like a fish out of water
 Feel like I'm drowming on dry land
 If I ain't got a reservation ticket
 Right here in the palm of my hand
 I'm a 21st century gypsy
 21st century gypsy singin' lover man
 And when I kiss you goodnight
 In the dark hours of the morning
 And pack a guitar bag
 And head on out the door
 I know that you know that I really hate to leave you
 But it's that time again and I simply got to go
 And if I'm away on the road for weeks on end
 In some way off and far flung foreign land
 Sailing an ocean or deep down in the jungle
 Or in a caravan crossing the burning desert land
 I follow a spirit that's been roaming free
 Way way back since time began
 I was a wandering minstrel in a previous life
 Now I'm your 21st century
 21st century gypsy singin' lover man
 I'm like a fish out of water
 I'm drowming on dry land
 If I ain't got a reservation ticket
 Right here in the palm of my hand
 I'm your 21st century gypsy singin' lover man