Ridin' on a greyhound, countin' those white lines
Destination I don't know and I'm feelin' like I'm dyin'
Well ten years on this road, my its took its toll

But the man with the plan says the band has got to go
I said roll gypsy roll
Lord just pick up your bags and go


Met many a woman on my way down the line
Every woman that I met I left satisfied

I made lots of money, just how much I don't know
But most of the money I done stuck up my nose
I said roll gypsy roll

Lord just pick up your bags and go

Gypsy's life's a story and its one that's never told

He's always hungry, he's always on the go
With no tomorrow, its how it seems to be
When you're moving around from town to town


Made lots of money just how much I don't know
But most of the money I done stuck up my nose

And maybe that's the reason I don't know where I'm going
I don't know