D DDHe woke up in the back of the vanAFive in the mornin' with the rest of the bandG DWaitin' for sunrise he picked up his old guitarDWith five hundred miles left to goAHe started playin' soft and lowG AHe didn't play no rock n' roll He sang a gypsy songDLadies lock up your daughtersFmHome where they belongGDon't let 'em go where the lights are brightAand the gypsy sings his songDDon't let your restless boysFmBe tempted by the soundGof singin' and dancingA'Cause the last of the gypsiesDare comin' to townDAs he sat on his suitcase and playedAHis thoughts started drifting awayG DBack down the highway To the night beforeDTo the people, the noise, and the lightAAnd the singing late into the nightG AAnd the slippin' away Back to the roadDLadies lock up your daughtersFmHold the brothers downGDon't let 'em go to the show tonightAWhen the gypsies come to town(Instrumental)D Fm G A DDHe grew up with a need to be freeAJust like the gypsies of old used to beG AAin't he just like you and meDSo he's out on the road with the boysFmPlaying their guitars and makin' noiseGSinging their songs every nightAJust like a gypsy bandDLadies lock up your daughtersFmHome where they belongGDon't let 'em go where the lights are brightAand the gypsy sings his songDDon't let your restless boysFmBe tempted by the soundGof singin' and dancingA'Cause the last of the gypsiesDare comin' to town
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