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New Electric Muse: The Story of Folk into Rock [New Electric Muse] (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Gypsy Nights: Gypsy Music for New Millenium (John Knight) · Spirit of Gypsy: Gypsy Swing (Hutchinson, Hutch) · An Ancient Muse (Loreena McKennitt) · Horn to Horn [Muse] (Teddy Edwards) · Absinth, Vol. 2: La Muse De La Boheme (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Body and Soul [Muse] (Zoot Sims) · The Muse (Elton John) · Muse EP (Muse) · Complete Muse Sessions (Houston Person) – and 90 other albums »


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
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
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
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
we're all fools
And need to have a little sin

So I'm ridin'
Well I'm ridin' on the gypsy
On the gypsy queen

Well she was straight from hell
But you
Sing Muse with passion of the pistol
Sing Muse of the warning by the whistle
On a night so dark in the waning
A dawn obscured by slight sky
Gypsy road. Welcome to your dreams.
Oh oh oh, Gypsy road.

Living by my own rules. A rebel yell and a rebel creed.
Keep your life simple. Try not
Now somewhere between the plastic dog and the flaps of the kitchen screen door
Rests a little gypsy moth, it got burned out from the war
It was
a little button
Being pushed by someone we don't even know?

Well. I wish I was an Aztec,
Or a runner in Peru
I would build such beautiful buildings
a given rule
That we're all fools
And need to have a little sin

So I'm ridin'
Well I'm ridin' on the gypsy
On the gypsy queen

Well she was
Raining Raining- he knows your Soul ain't free
Raining Raining- he feels you little queen

Slipping away with your gypsy band
Hot on your music
in your eyes
Where have we met before?

Did I hold your hand in a little gypsy tea room
Or on the Isle of Capri?
Tell me, did we sing in a chapel
a room at the top of the heart of the ghetto 
Where the gypsy's been and gone 

Oh see them watching 
Oh streets always watching
They're a watching
I've got something I'd like to tell you
Something that happend to me
I'd been feelin' thoroughly lowdown
So I went to see the gypsy

She sat me down
in your eyes
Where have we met before?

Did I hold your hand in a little gypsy tea room
Or on the Isle of Capri?
Tell me, did we sing in a chapel
wanna need you
Could you be my muse?
Lately all I think about is you
And I'm never sick about it

This love's incredible-credible
Have a little
A gypsy boy came up to you
With a newspaper spread across his arm
To hid his fingers in your pocket...

Meanwhile, in another part of town
I buy
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads
All the way from Memphis, babe
In search of something new
You tell me now
That Memphis, girl
Don't hold a thing for you

Hypnotized by gypsy lies
making happy rhymes
Chorus
You might like the gypsy life
You judge your progress by the phases of the moon
Get your compass and your sharpest knife
She's pick me up at six, make you wait 'til eight
Country girl sticker on her Chevrolet
She'd close on an old pine down by the riverbank
A buzz from
disappearin’
Oh my, my
She’s a little bit tipsy, leans in for a kiss,
She’s stealin’ your heart just like a gypsy
And there you are just a drunken star, just
Gypsy woman told my mama 'while 'fore I was born
Got a boy child comin' mama he'll be a bad one, now
I'll make all you little girls turn your heads