Every evening, eight o'clock The curtain's up, the band begins to play The mayor's there, his lovely wife's been Squeezed into the fashions of the day
They call They call me a gypsy man They call me a gypsy man They call me a gypsy man They call me a gypsy man They call me a gypsy man 'Cause I don'
(Dickie Peterson & Leigh Stephens) The gypsy wizard, he rattled His broken tattered tambourine And asked for me to share with him In this timeless dream
Three gypsies stood at the castle gate. They sang so high, they sang so low. The lady sate in her chamber late. Her heart it melted away as snow. They
Jackson Tennessee is the only place to start Close to Charlie's home and closer to his heart Me I'm a Southern boy man I love to ride 'Cause we're all
Ridin' on a Greyhound, countin' those white lines Destination I don't know and I'm feelin' like I'm dyin' Well ten years on this road, my its took its
There was three old gypsies came to our hall door They came brave and boldly-o And the one sang high and the other sang low And the other sang a raggle
When the sun breaks through the clouds That's when you'll see me appear I've been watching you for a million years I'll be watching you for a million
Gypsy feet will wander Gypsy feet will stray Neither love nor thunder Can ever make them stay I can't tame a heart so wild Like a jungle drum it beats
I still recall the place When I first felt your gypsy wind playin' on my face That summer's long since gone But gypsy winds have ways of staying on Voices
I was born in the wagon of a travellin' show My mama used to dance for the money they'd throw Papa would do whatever he could Preach a little gospel
Te quitaran del paso Me pediran nombrarte Me llevaran a otro lugar y que? Aun bajo siete llaves Tus fotos y tus cartas romperan Pero nunca lo que yo siento
This magic winter night I see a light Again I hear that tune, some sort of croon Oh no no no, oh my brain I see them gypsy waggons left in the Snow Oh
Gypsy woman calls me Caution leads the way Words or endless stories Reads from a book of night and day Crystals in her gaze Shows me of a place inside
In days of old, when knights were bold and journeyed from their castles Trusty men were left behind, knights needed not the hassles They helped themselves
Watched the universe at the end of another day Fatalistic ships from a distant shore In the back of my mind I could see she was standing there Like the
Freeway signs and faded blacktop Backstage doors and parkin' lots That's the world I mostly see Starin' out of a wide window A thousand miles away from
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