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Gypsy Driftin' Lyricsby Toby Keith Buy album CD: American Ride I learned quick my eighteenth summer Diggin' ditches for the man You can't be a guitar strummer Cussin' that shovel in your hand Took my paycheck to a pawn shop Bought a silvertone guitar Wrote a song about a beer joint Went and played it in a bar Chorus: It's hard as hell out on this highway But I'm still addicted to the show When that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the road Buses, trucks and lit up stages Angel faces with no names Stadium of savin' graces Stand and singing with a flame Repeat chorus I go on when I'm too tired to sleep And I go on, sing when I can't speak I go on and on and on and on Repeat chorus And when that crazy crowd calls out it keeps me A gypsy driftin' down the road
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