Three fingers of whiskey pleasures the drinker
And movin' does more than the same thing for me
Now Willy he tells me that doers and thinkers
Say movin' is the closest thing to bein' free
Well he's resined his riggin' and laid back his wages
He's dead set on ridin' in the big rodeos
And my woman's tight with an overdue baby
And Willy he's yellin' Hey Gypsy let's go
Willy you're wild as a Texas blue norther'
Ready rolled from the same makin's as me
And I reckon we'll ramble til hell freezes over
Willy the wandering gypsy and me
Now ladies we surely will take of your favors
And we'll surely warn you there never will be
A single soul livin' that can put brand or handle
On Willy the wandering gypsy and me
They dance on the mountain, they shout in the canyons
And they swarm in the loose herd like wild buffalo
Jammin' our heads full of figures and angles
And tellin' us things that we already know
Willy you're wild as a Texas blue norther'
Ready rolled from the same makin's as me
And I reckon we'll ramble til hell freezes over
Willy the wandering gypsy and me