I saw you took your gypsy boots
out of the closet today
are you headin' down the road
once again
leaving
for places unknown
where the wind sings
to you
to flip a coin for direction
head's it's Oklahoma
tales it's Old Mexico
with a hardened face
as your protection
a bandana to wipe your brow
and a woven cowboy hat
at a heroic angle
around your neck
a charm to save you from
ghosts and hawkers
the world sure is full
of fast talkers
making a quick exit
where are you going next
gypsy boots

the apache kid