Gypsy Biker lyrics Lyrics

song lyrics Gypsy Biker lyrics The speculators made their money on the blood you shed Your momma s pulled the sheets up off your bed Profiteers on Jane Street sold your shoes and clothes Ain t nobody talkin because everybody knows We pulled your cycle out of the garage and polished up the chrome* Our gypsy biker coming home Sister Mary sits with your colors, Brother John is drunk and gone This old town s been rousted, which side you on? They would march up over the hill, In some fools parade Shoutin victory for the righteous But there ain t muche here but graves Ain t nobody talkin , we re just waiting on the phone Our Gypsy biker s coming home Whoa! [Guitar solo] We rode her into the foothills, Bobby brought the gasoline We stood round her in a circle as she lit up the ravine The spring hot desert wind rushed down on us all the way back home [Harmonica bridge] To the dead, well it don t matter much bout who s wrong or right You asked me that question, I didn t get it right You slipped into your darkness, now all that remains Is my love for you brother, lying still and unchanged To them that threw you away, you ain t nothing but gone Our gypsy biker s coming home And now I m out countin white lines Countin white lines and getting stoned My gypsy biker s coming home Whoa! [Guitar solo] La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la La la la la [fades] song lyrics