It's just the gypsy in my soul
Make me pack up my things and go
It may seem like I'm on a roll
But it's just the gypsy in my soul 

Layin' out in the midday sun
Tryin' so hard not [bad word] 
Looking out at the deep blue sea
I guess it's just the gypsy in me

Jump on that train, catch that plane 
Here and there and back again

Well it seems like some kind of [bad word] fate 
Keep me moving in this restless state
Sometimes it feels like I don't have any goal
It's just the gypsy

Catch that train, jump on that plane
Here and there and back again

Well it seems like some kind of [bad word] fate 
Keep me moving, moving in permanent restless state
Seems like some days I don't have any goal
It's just the gypsy in my soul 

Gypsy in my soul
Gypsy in my soul