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