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Gypsy of the Railways

I march to a different drummer

My life it is my own

I'm an explorer of experience

That is how I'm known

 

I've seen snow in South Dakota

I've been on the Vegas strip

Had barbeque in Kansas

My life has been a trip

 

I'm a gypsy of the railways

I'm a legend in my time

I move on in a boxcar

Brother... spare a dime?

 

I've been through all the landlocked states

Five provinces as well

I've seen Niagara Falls all frozen

I've seen it flowing fast as well

 

I've had margaritas in Key West

And Bourbon in Kentucky

Craft beers out in Oregon

In my life I have been lucky

 

I travel on my stories

Feed myself with all my tales

I'm an explorer of experience

I'm a gypsy of the rails

 

I never stick around too long

I don't wear my welcome out

I come and see just what I want

That's what life is all about

 

I've railroad friends in Texas

Some up in BC too

We've shared drinks in San Diego

And had a great Alaskan brew

 

I'm not one to live by your rules

I find my rules suit me fine

I'm an explorer of experience

And I'm riding on the lines

 

You can find me down in Georgia

Or eating spuds in Idaho

I never know just where I'll be

Until my ride begins to go

 

I'm a gypsy of the railways

I'm a legend in my time

I move on in a boxcar

Brother...spare a dime?

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Written by
roger-turner
Canadian
Published
Feb 21, 2014
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#america#experience#poverty#travel#gypsy#hobo#drummer#explorer#railway
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