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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
A Romani chavi by the roadside lane,
With a kushti cart and a clattering chain.
She met the Joneses, all polished and prim,
With a gold-painted gate and a grin too dim.
They said, “Keep up, dear, keep up, keep pace!”
She said, “I keep up with my own old place.”
[Verse 2]
She flicked her skirt in a swift little spin,
With a grin and a bin full of bric-a-brin.
The Joneses drove off in a glossy new box,
She laughed, “That’s fine, but I’m fine with my trots.”
Her pony went clip-clop, her kettle went clink,
Her dog went “oof,” and her teacup went “blink.”
[Pre-Chorus]
Kushti, quickty, chavi on the roam,
Joneses got a driveway, she got a home.
Rattle and roll and a patter-pat beat,
She’s hard to keep up when she won’t sit neat.
[Chorus]
Can’t keep up with the Joneses, no way
Not today, not today, not today
Can’t keep up with the Joneses, hey-hey
I go my own way, I go my own way
Kushti caravan, clatter and sway
(Clatter and sway, clatter and sway)
[Verse 3]
By the market stall with a basket of pears,
She bartered two bells for a bag of chairs.
She said, “Nice your roses, nice your stone,
But my road rolls on when the moon hangs low.”
The Joneses stretched out on a velvet settee,
She danced on the step and she sang, “That’s me!”
[Verse 4]
With a fiddle-faddle and a flip-flap tune,
She circled the pond in the light of the moon.
“Keep up, keep up?” she laughed with a wink,
“I’d rather keep moving than sit and blink.”
The Joneses chased clocks, all ticking and tense,
She chased a good story and a decent fence.
[Pre-Chorus]
Kushti, quickty, chavi on the roam,
Joneses got a driveway, she got a home.
Rattle and roll and a patter-pat beat,
She’s hard to keep up when she won’t sit neat.
[Chorus]
Can’t keep up with the Joneses, no way
Not today, not today, not today
Can’t keep up with the Joneses, hey-hey
I go my own way, I go my own way
Kushti caravan, clatter and sway
(Clatter and sway, clatter and sway)
[Bridge]
Mule-bone morning, rose-red sky,
She packed up the jam and the cherry pie.
Joneses had polish, Joneses had pose,
She had the road and the dust on her toes.
So sing me “kushti,” sing me “good,”
A moving heart beats better than wood.
[Final Chorus]
Can’t keep up with the Joneses, no way
Not today, not today, not today
Can’t keep up with the Joneses, hey-hey
I go my own way, I go my own way
Kushti caravan, clatter and sway
(Clatter and sway, clatter and sway)
Can’t keep up with the Joneses, no way
I go my own way, I go my own way
Details
GeneratedAug 19, 2026
Duration3:08
LanguageEnglish
Style
Upbeat folk-pop with a bouncing clap-and-stomp groove, fast acoustic strum, fiddle answers, and playful gang vocals; verse rolls like a tongue twister, pre-chorus tightens into a chant, chorus bursts with handclaps and call-and-response. Close-mic lead with doubled hooks, cheeky ad-libs, whistle runs, and a bright, punchy, festival-ready mix.
Credits
Prompt byKherandKin
ModelAria v5.5
Prompt
Make a funny upbeat song about a Romani traveller that can’t ‘keep up with the jones’. Make it a tongue twister like song ‘the rattling bog’ or ‘my brother syvest’.
Use English Romani words.
