Romany - The Tossers

I can tell you how it feels to be a gypsy

To live the Romany way your whole life through

Busking 'round the world it leaves me thinking

That it’s less a pound I have to give to you

The road’s the shoe that fits, I can’t deny it

Now there’s nothing wrong with living on the go

It can be for a week if you can take it

To have to find a place each night to go

There’s nothing wrong with wondering if there’s more to life than this

To return your lover’s warmth and hear, «I missed you so.»

It’s everyone’s land no one can lay a claim here

Any more than the deep ocean bed below

To answer to no one, but still you’re singing

For your supper out each night in the cold

I miss my love at home, but I have not a penny

Dear god, like this, I just cannot home

I miss my love at home, but I have not a penny

Dear god, like this, I just cannot home to you