Threadbare Gypsy Soul

I got myself a threadbare gypsy soul Likes to dance and drink and go wherever the wind blows Got a little threadbare gypsy soul Got a little threadbare gypsy soul Got a little wild streak in my heart I guess that I have had it since I heard the music start I got a little wild streak in my heart I got a little threadbare gypsy soul I like to hear the highway sounds And I don't think that I'll ever settle down I can't change and it's a sin, hope St. Peter gonna let me in Come on Pete, won't you let me in? I wear this cowboy hat upon my head And you can take it off me some time after I am dead Got a cowboy hat up on my head Got a little threadbare gypsy soul I wear these crusty shoes down on my feet I could write a book about the places that they've seen I got these crusty shoes down on my feet I got a little wild streak in my heart An' I like to hear the highway sounds Sometimes I wonder if I'll ever settle down An' I can't change an' it's a sin, I hope St. Peter's gonna let me in Come on Pete, won't you let me in? An' I know this crazy livin' just ain't right Most of the time I'm smoking, drinking, looking for a fight But I've been talking to Jesus everyday Well, I've been talking to Jesus everyday An' I got this girl back home I call my wife If you ever met her I swear she would change your life She's got a little wild streak in her heart But she's been saying hallelujah everyday I like to hear the highway sounds An' I don't think that I'll ever settle down An' I can't change and it might be a sin, hope St. Peter gonna let me in Got my gypsy soul to bury, Amen