I fell in a stream, neck deep in needles
A slow motion sunlit scene, I woke in a world
With two kinds of people, the more and the less extreme
Was it some kind of dream or is it real?Then I awoke to ten white policemen
Who held me until I choked
They brought me in like McCarthy and Nixon
That isn't all she wrote, log on to a suicide noteBut I can't get nothin' that can be bought
So, I'll just live with what I got, I'm the gypsy
And I'll never be anyone's president, so I'll just live
'Til my time's spent, I'm the gypsy, I'm the gypsyLittle Susie Baker went to meet her maker
For a ten pound note, a glass and a sucker
Is all that it got her, guess she got his goat
And the Camptown ladies say, "You have a nice day
Just be along your way, get out"Yeah, I can't get nothin' that can be bought
So, I'll just live with what I got, Lord, forgive me
And I'll never be anyone's president, so I'll just live
'Til my time's spent, I'm the gypsy, I'm the gypsyI fell in a stream of lilac and razors
What do you think that means? Another day
Another stomach aches for some other way
But for now, I'll just live today, oh yeahBut I can't get nothin' that can be bought, so I'll just
Live with what I got, I'm the gypsy, I'm the gypsy