Tom T. Hall - Willy The Wandering Gispsy And Me lyrics

[Verse 1:] Three fingers whiskey pleasures the drinker But moving does more than that drinking for me Willy he tells me that doers and thinkers Say moving's the closest thing to being free He rosined his riggin', he laid back his wages He's dead set on ridin' the big rodeos My woman's tight with an overdue baby And Willy keeps yelling, "Hey Big T, let's go!" [Chorus:] Willy you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther Ready rolled from the same makings as me And I reckon we'll ramble till hell freezes over Willy the wandering Gypsy and me [Verse 2:] Now ladies we surely will take up your pleasures But I've gotta warn ya there never will be A single soul living can put brand or handle On Willy the wandering Gypsy and me Well they dance on the mountains and they shout in the canyons And they swarm in a loose herd like wild buffaloes Jammin' our heads full of figures and angles And tellin' us stuff that we already know [Chorus] Willy you're wild as a Texas Blue Norther Ready rolled from the same makings as me And I reckon we'll ramble till hell freezes over Willy the wandering Gypsy and me [Outro:] Would you believe Billy Joe Shaver and me?