Gypsy Belle

Well I got me a southern lady. She's my gypsy belle from Tennessee. She's got long dark hair and skinny legs. Lord she sets my spirit free. Well she knows I like that good ol' whiskey, And she knows what I'm lookin' for. She's the finest lookin' little lady. Well a man could never wish for more. Gypsy Belle you know I love her. She's my lady from Tennessee. And I know I'm always thinking of her. Gypsy Belle you're the one for me. Yes I know I ain't got much money, But she makes me feel rich at heart. Living with this kind o' lady Make any man reach the top. Yes I know it ain't comin' easy Lord I ask "Who's to tell"? If I ever make a lot o' money, Well I'd give it to my Gypsy Belle. Gypsy Belle you know I love her. She's my lady from Tennessee. And I know I'm always thinking of her. Gypsy Belle you're the one for me. Gypsy Belle you know I love her. She's my lady from Tennessee. And I know I'm always thinking of her. Gypsy Belle you're the one for me.