Rodeo Gypsy - Lyrics - Bart Crow Band

Rise in the morning shakin wits from your head Cussin that morning sun as your crawling out of your bed Knees in your back say its time for you to slow down Its only what youve lived for and its all that youve ever known Rollin down that highway ignoring all of your pain Lyin flat in the dirt your just trying to find your way Chorus Some call you a fool others call you a bum Numbing all of your pain in your reach for your number one Some call you crazy but to people that just dont know Your living like the gypsy and your living for your rodeo Flying down that highway you got to make it to your next show Got the Allman Brothers band jamming on your radio Running low on your money hell your running low on your gas Hells a lot better than watching your dreams just ride on past Cant please the world man you cannot please them at all Cuz only in the saddle still its high and your riding tall Chorus