GYPSY MAMMA
I met a gypsy mamma
One day while I was driving down the road
Would have mistaken her for a farmer
Had her tire not felt the need to suddenly explode
There she sat stranded
With her young boy in tow
This summer trip they had both planned it
But this was not how it was supposed to go
"Can I help you out little lady?
I got a face that you can trust
And soft spot in my heart
For people down on their luck"
With these words she smiled
And proceeded in telling me
She didn't know where she was headed
Only that she had a date with fate and destiny
Said she lived in the same state for far too long
And that she was a singer but lately all the words kept coming out wrong
With her life lacking harmony she had since stopped writing songs
That's what she said...
With that I paused and took a breath
I said yeah, I play too, and I'm heading out west
Where the sky is the limit and sun shines bright
And all the people like to party like it's friday night
With big brown eyes she looked at me and said:
"Hey man, you're alright!"
So we just kept on driving
No, she never looked back
That was exactly ten years ago today
As a matter of fact
If it wasn't for a tire I'd have just kept on driving by
And if I was liar she'd have left me high and dry
(That's what she could have done)
If she was a farmer she could have lived off of the land
Yet she was gypsy mamma
Albeit one with a plan
Now ten years we've been together
Creating and writing and playing songs
(gypsy mamma)
As both our lives keep getting better…
To think that all this started 'cause one day everything went wrong...
woh ooh