~ Oh To Be a Gypsy ~

Oh to be a gypsy, and ride a gypsy van
Uphill and downhill, to be a gypsy man
Willow for your whipstock, feather for your cap
Nothing in your pocketbook but what of that
Money is a burden, dollars are a care.
Gypsies wander, wander everywhere.
Uphill and downhill everywhere they roam
Every night a campfire, everywhere a home.