I was 15
When daddy left town
He was a rambling man
He bowed to no crown
He gave me the train
down in my soul
He the reason I can’t
never stay home
The hills run through
my veins It’s true
But I can’t stay
here with you
White trash Gypsy
king is my name
And I know you don’t
feel the same
Down down down we go
Where we stop nobody knows
On the drift is where
I spend my time
That’s where I’ll be
To the end of the line
Mamá mamá
can’t you see
You were always
so good to me
I can’t see you
anymore
But it don’t matter
we settled the score
The house you kept
the home you made
My eyes stay wet
But I’m ok
White trash Gypsy
king is my name
And I know you don’t
feel the same
Down down down we go
Where we stop nobody knows
On the drift is where
I spend my time
That’s where I’ll be
To the end of the line