Jillian Holzbauer - Gypsy Moon lyrics

Oh, gypsy moon shine down on me 'Cause that wicked sun is gonna melt my wings And send me tumbling Lord, this wanderlust, it won't let me be I gotta purge my bones of this urge to roam Before the devil gets a hold of me My heart's a vagabond at best And at its worst it's a murderer Gonna rip right through my chest I've got a girl at home, you know she treats me right But that open road is a mistress fair And she's looking fine tonight And should I die in my sleep I would pray the Lord my soul to keep If I thought he was listening But my sins are many and graces few I thought my oats were sown But the weeds have grown And they're choking out my roots Sweet whiskey wash my cares away And drown me in your amber waves Until I forget my name 'Cause my luck's run out; I've nothing to lose So tonight I sing a dancing tune And tomorrow I'll sing the blues Oh gypsy moon shine down on me Lord, this wanderlust, it won't let me be I gotta purge my bones of this urge to roam Before the devil gets a hold Before the devil gets a hold Before the devil gets a hold of me