I like digging holes and hiding things inside them

When I'll grow old I hope I won't forget to find them

'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night



I built a home and wait for someone to tear it down

Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running

'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night



And a thousand times I've seen this road,

A thousand times



I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

I've got no roots uh uh uh uh

I've got no roots uh uh uh uh



I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

I've got no roots uh uh uh uh

I've got no roots uh uh uh uh



I like standing still, boy that's just a wishful plan

Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land

But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night



I like digging holes and hiding things inside them

When I'll grow old I hope I won't forget to find them

'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night



I built a home and wait for someone to tear it down

Then pack it up in boxes, head for the next town running

'Cause I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night



And a thousand times I've seen this road,

A thousand times



I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

I've got no roots uh uh uh uh

I've got no roots uh uh uh uh



I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

I've got no roots, but my home was never on the ground

I've got no roots uh uh uh uh

I've got no roots uh uh uh uh



I like standing still, boy that's just a wishful plan

Ask me where I come from, I'll say a different land

But I've got memories and travel like gypsies in the night