Open road and a thunderin’ sound Bright chrome and leather rollin’ outta town Old men talk ‘bout where they’ve been Miles of stories in the wind You don’t sign up—you just show Twist the throttle hard, let it go Pre-Chorus (lift) Ain’t about the name on the tank It’s the road and the risk you take Chorus The Gypsy Tour ain’t for the meek or mild It’s a ride for the ones still runnin’ wild Full of grit and pride in every mile Steel and soul built in the way you ride From that Indian roar to a Sportster glide Don’t matter what model you ride—just ride Raise one up for the ones before That’s the heart of the Gypsy Tour Verse 2 Born back when the times were lean Bootleg roads and in-betweens They tried to clean it up, change the name But the outlaw spirit stayed the same From Laconia nights to the Dakota sky You feel their ghosts watching when you ride by Pre-Chorus Every patch, every scar, every road you take Carries more than you know or make Chorus The Gypsy Tour ain’t for the meek or mild It’s a ride for the ones still runnin’ wild Full of grit and pride in every mile Steel and soul built in the way you ride From that Indian roar to a Sportster glide Don’t matter what model you ride—just ride Raise one up for the ones before That’s the heart of the Gypsy Tour Bridge (history + purpose) Some forgot what it used to mean Just a party now, not the in-between But there’s still a few that know it’s true It ain’t the crowd—it’s the ride in you Final Chorus (lift) The Gypsy Tour ain’t for the meek or mild It’s a ride for the ones still runnin’ wild Full of grit and pride in every mile Steel and soul built in the way you ride From that Indian roar to a Sportster glide Don’t matter what model you ride—just ride Raise one up for the ones before That’s the heart of the Gypsy Tour Tag / Outro Hit the road, keep the story alive As long as there’s wheels… the Tour survives
