Willie, The Wandering Gypsy And Me - Live in Texas - September 1974

Verse 1:
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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
 Verse 2:
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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
 Chorus:
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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
 Verse 3:
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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
 Verse 4:
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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
 Chorus(x2).