? Val Halla - My Journey to Rock N Roll Heaven » Writing
Dec 12

Just the same old story, of movin’ on
It’s turn the page, ride into the dawn
But this gypsy life just beats the hell outta me.

My eyes are puffy, my stomach turns,
My bones are stiff, my muscles burn
At the mercy of this life for all to see.
—-

Its been a 100 nights just this year
Alone in a hotel, goin’ tear for tear
With every cryin trucker held up in a beer.

Cause what honest man, ever there was
Would want a woman to try and take care of
Who he would rarely get to kiss… or hold near?
—-

And sometimes I’ll feel it, one touch at a time
And for one night, he’ll be mine
But it won’t be long before he too lets me go

Most of em, act like its just fine
But I know what’s coming down the line
Its when I forget, that really irks my soul.
—-

I fell too hard, I fell too fast
Fell for a feeling that just couldn’t last
And this gypsy life, quite quickly, gets real old.

Cause what honest man, ever there was
Would want a woman to try and love
Who he would rarely kiss or get to hold?
—-

I fell too hard, I fell too fast
Fell for a feeling that couldn’t last
I wonder if I, or this gypsy life,

Will be the first to go.