Written while I was driving around UK and Europe in a campervan
The 'Rolling Down The Open Road' came to me at the wheel
I beat the wheel and screamed it out at the top of my lungs
It felt like a great catchy chorus
lyrics
I am a New York to New Delhi kind of Gypsy Boy
Come live in my van on the road all will go well
With tea in the pot and hot soup from a can
Over mountain, river, stream
We'll chase the coastline
We'll live that Gypsy Boys dream
Every day and every night baby
Like two Rollin Stones x2
Nomads with no pads no padding or pension plans
Roadless traveled travelers traveling endlessly
With no rungs on any property ladders
But we shall climb see the woods for the trees
And skip through the fields while the harvest is being reaped
Harvest of time you know, so precious
Like two Rollin Stones x2
And my home is where my heart is
And my home is where my love is
And my home is where my smile
Is the greatest
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