Highway Gypsy © words and music by C. Stewart / Joice Marie ( April 2010 ) There's a dollar store and a goodwill in every little town I can feel the crosswinds tugging at my tail Got maps of all the 50 states inside my lonesome pockets Don't have an address, don't get much mail CHORUS.. I'm a highway gypsy Passing Missisippi At midnight alll the rest stops look the same I'm a highway gypsy Passing Mississippi And there ain't nobody here knows my name Those big steel trucks in the fast lane like to burn that diesel They race along with a mother truckers load We both enjoy the music as our tires kiss the pavement Just like me, they are married to the road Repeat Chorus... Foll-ow-ing behind my daddy, I won't settle in one place Swallow dust from all the road construcion zones I'm in search of missing pieces to the puzzle of my life Cause a guitar and my freedom's all I own Chorus... I'm a highway gypsy, Wonder if you miss me At midnight all the rest stops look the same I'm a highway gypsy, Wonder if you miss me And there ain't nobody here knows my name And there ain't nobody calling my name
