Crank her over once again Put your face into the wind Find another road where you're never been. Sing that two-wheeled melody The highway symphony You know she'll never understand. Gypsy Rider sing Your who-wheeled symphony You know there's nothing to explain. She should have known by now You're just a vagabond You may never pass this way again. All the writings on the wall The paper all must fall You're only as good as your word remains You can take it out if you Decide to follow through Just take what you earn and leave what remains. Gypsy Rider sing Your two-wheeled symphony You know there's nothing to explain. She should have known by now You're just a vagabond You may never pass this way again.