Lord of the rags, King of the thieves I got Ruby's 'n Treasures like you'd never believe I'd do things you never would An I ain't got no gypsy blood Gimme all your silver, Gimme all your gold I could tell you stories make your blood run cold I'd do things you never would I ain't got no gypsy blood Never been a highway man Sailed the high seas back again Never fought no wars for no cause I just got drunk from those mini bars I do things you never would I ain't got no gypsy blood I'm the lord of the rags, lord of the flies I got a black chrome horse and cat green eyes Give me the witching hour, when the rain comes Gypsy Blood