Gypsy Summertime

He grew up South of Dixie
Heart of a hippie
Soul of a gypsy
Jealous of the wind
Burning with flames of passion inside
Soaring like an eagle, born to fly
Unstoppable

That’s the only life he knows
His home is just the open road
He’s jealous of the wind

They say he could go real far
With a song in his heart and that old guitar, chasing a dream.

He’s the first ray of sun at dawn
Pushin thru the night til the dark is gone
He’s got a fire that burns inside
Wild as a honeysuckle on the vine

Woah woah woah
He’s my Gypsy Summertime

She grew up in the middle of the city
Stole the heart and soul of that gypsy
Jealous of the wind
Burning with flames of passion inside
Filled with desire of a different kind
Unstoppable

She’s the first ray of sun at dawn
Pushin thru the night til he makes it home
She’s got a fire that burns inside
She’s a jar of honey and a glass of wine

Woah woah woah
Gyspy Summertime


But when the seasons change
You’ll be gone again
Jealous, Jealous of the wind


But when I see the first ray of dawn
Take my hand, baby come along
You’re my fire that burns inside
Gonna be together til the end of time

Woah woaahh woah...

You’re my Gypsy Summertime

Ooooooooo