Lyrics:
The Gypsy Rover
Performer：The Highwaymen
Composer ：Leo McGuire
Lyricist ：Leo McGuire
Arranger ：Dave Fisher
The gypsy rover came over the hill came
This futon I crashed on in college, well it ain't all bad
But at least it don't smell like you
Patron up on the counter, well it ain't your red
got her daddy's money
Her mama's good looks
More laughs than a stack of comic books
A wild imagination
A college education
Add it all up it's a deadly
said to follow Him and He will make thee fishers of
Men
But you've just left the barber shop and gone back
Again
And you've never seen the image
Of a valley we all know
A valley we've all sand about
Called Shenandoah
Stonewall Jackson marched his men
For forty eight long days
Thousands marched six
He climbs up on his John Deere
Shoves a plug of redman in his jaw
His eyes stretch cross the valley
Way down to where they're puttin' up a mall
Yo there’s no traffic right now
What’s the addy?
In the valley the valley the valley
Welcome to LA
We go’n rally go’n rally go’n rally
We don’t play
on boys run for cover, they paranoid
Rapists and murderers hurdle alleys
Valleys and high places turn into dust
Famous screaming in agony
Atheists for
draggin up behind
Roll on down Poor Valley turn right at Fisher's Creek
There's a bonfire on Newman's Ridge, soon we're gonna be
Dancin' in God's
and the birds
And the trees, and the sun melody
Like a mountain, like a valley
Like the river, like the lake
Like the earth, when it quakes space and sea
This is
Hollywood then
In a steamy little bungalow
My mother, my father
My baby brother and me
Playin' cowboys all day out there in the valley
What a perfect family
Rally's in 'em
Trades with all the valley
Top chopped down like blades came through the valley
Freeway
Despite our history
Somewhere in your nights
another nigga like me
Girl, you never meet another man like me
I'm sexin' women out on Fisher Isle
I gas her up and let her lick me down
I may name my
the motherfucking
Valley Boy
Rolling dope, blowing O's, get me in my zone
What I do won't hurt you baby, long as you don't know
I ain't perfect baby, but I got a lot
as an audible pause
Oh I hate it when I hear it especially when I see it
Gotta stamp it out there ought to be some laws
College boys valley girls mall rats
Rally's in 'em
Trades with all the valley
Top chopped down like blades came through the valley
Freeway
Despite our history
Somewhere in your nights
Fuck all those fake bitches calling me daddy one day I'll make it out the valley
What you know about this
Ask me where I live I said the 956 (What)
other
More than just degrees
I know what we can be
I can see the forest for the trees
Roar lion roar
And wake the echos of the Hudson Valley
There's
ball, that dream came and went real soon
Made it to do two years of college, thank god I could carry a tune
Na na, yeah, thank god I could carry
Between talking to God and talking to brauds
I'm casting rods somewhat more than a fisher do
It's the fisher man, fisher man, here for the social distancing
Between talking to God and talking to brauds
I'm casting rods somewhat more than a fisher do
It's the fisher man, fisher man, here for the social distancing
Ay Hit, we gon' do some shit like this my nigga
Yeah though I walk through the valley of infidels, suckers
Who adhere to sucker religions
Life's
overnight
High as a Delta flight
Hundreds be older than Betty White
Diamonds be shinin' like city lights
Playin' with sticks like it's Fisher-Price
This
the ground and see the sky
And canyons and craters and ravines and valleys
Only down, down, down, a descent is all I see
And I'd run and jump, but oh lord,
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