Just Like a Gypsy

Tuesday, August 16, 2011

Sometimes I wish I lived in an Airstream,
Homemade curtains, lived just like a gypsy.
Break a heart, roll out of town.
Cause gypsies never get tied down.
Sometimes I wish I lived on a mountain,
Drank from a stream instead of a fountain.
I'd stay there, top of the world.

But I was born a red dirt girl.

I'm back y'all.  Missed you!

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