Terri Clark - Gypsy boots

Baby, ^Dmdon't blame me if I can't get lovin' you right Well baby, don't blame me if I can't get loving you right I ain’t c^Fut out for aprons or s^Gtaying home at n^Dmight

Well, my ^Dmmama was a hippie, and my daddy was a rollin' stone Yeah, my mama was a hippie, and my daddy was a rollin' stone Well, it don't ^Fmatter what you call me, honey, ^Gmy middle name is gone^Dm

^DmI was born in gypsy boots with a guitar on my back ^{C G Dm}Rebel soul and attitude, just like Johnny Cash ^{C G} Well, t^Dmhis is just another town, and I'm only passing through And I g^Cet ar^Gound ^Ain ^Abmy g^Gyp^Fsy b^Dmoots

I don't ^Dmwanna rock no babies, but baby I'll rock you Don't wanna rock no babies, but baby I'll rock you I'll take off e^Fverything, b^Gut my gypsy boots^Dm

I'm a c^Dmountry song, the kind that makes you cry Yeah I'm a country song, the kind that makes you cry I'll drink up ^Fall your whiskey, a^Gnd leave you high and ^Dmdry

^DmI was born in gypsy boots with a guitar on my back ^{C G Dm}Rebel soul and attitude, just like Johnny Cash ^{C G} Well, t^Dmhis is just another town, and I'm only passing through And I g^Cet ar^Gound ^Ain ^Abmy g^Gyp^Fsy ^Dmboots

^DmHey, I get ar^Cound ^Ain ^Abmy g^Gyp^Fsy b^Dmoots Dm