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Gypsy Songman passing by

Yeah, my whole life is a song and I'll share it with you now
Pickin' and a singin', I'll get by somehow
A dime would help
(Words and Music by Joan Baez)

A young gypsy fell out in a slumber
Heading north with a driver he knew
Someone he'd lived with and trusted
A young
One day a gypsy showed me golden earrings
That he wished to sell.
They had that look of rare and olden earrings
And he swore they'd bring a magic
Well I realizes I've been hypnotized
I love you gypsy eyes
I love you gypsy eyes

All right
Gypsy

Way up in my tree I'm sitting by my fire
Wonderin'
Well I realizes I've been hypnotized 
I love you gypsy eyes
I love you gypsy eyes

All right
Gypsy

Way up in my tree I'm sitting by my fire
I used to be now I'm not what you see, lord I try
And now it seems all those dreams have come true, but they're passing me by
Some fast talkin'
Blazing eyes, bareback horses
And a redhead smile
I'm tempted strongly, strongly tempted
By the call of the wild

Going to the gypsy fair
I'm gonna
I used to be now I'm not what you see, Lord I try
And now it seems all those dreams have come true, but they're passing me by
Some fast talkin'
and simple for Gypsy Joe and me 
Now Gypsy was my little dog, I found by the road in a ditch 
And so I named him Gypsy, cause that name just seemed to fit 
Oh
Now Gypsy was my little dog I found by the road in a ditch
And so I named him Gypsy cause that name just seemed to fit
Oh and Joe he was my man he was
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings
He belongs to you
An old love story that's known to very few
But
I always will remember Gypsy Wheeler
I used to see him ride by every day
Gypsy was a small town wheeler dealer
'Til he gave it up and just rode
and by
That should keep you on your toes

They got a gun at your head
But you ain't necessarily playing their game
They can't resist
A Gypsy's Kiss
and by
That should keep you on your toes

They got a gun at your head
But you ain't necessarily playing their game
They can't resist
A gypsy's kiss
lady-o
And the people in the town
They would not look round
To see me go running-o
On the trail of the Enchanted Gypsy-o

His caravan
Was painted by hand
I used to be now I'm not what you see, lord I try
And now it seems all those dreams have come true, but they're passing me by
Some fast talkin'
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings
She (He) belongs to you
An old love story that's known to very
There's a story the gypsies know is true
That when your love wears golden earrings
She belongs to you
An old love story that's known to very few
on the billboard sign
In every town we play
But if you may, all it really need say
Are gypsies, gypsies on parade

We pull in to a diner
Folks just stop
There's a story the gypsies know is true,
That when your love wears golden earrings he belongs to you

An old love story that's known to very few,
the skies looking through my eyes
Riding on the midnight ghost.

Gypsy would grab my arm and ask what we were passing by
I'd describe the Rio Grande
Broke my heart
On the road
Spent the weekend
Sewing the pieces back on

Friends and thoughts pass me by
Walking gets too boring
When you learn
I still recall the place
When I first felt your gypsy wind
Playing on my face
That summer's long since gone
But gypsy winds have ways of staying
I was a fool I was so much younger then
The night she took me by surprise
I should have known all the trouble that I'd be in
But then she hooked me
Words and music Robin Williamsson 1979

Young as I remember
The scrag end of the war
Gypsies through the borders
Came a jingling door to door
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