Lyrics:
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It's a symphony of emotions, in joyful repose
The magic of Django, the gypsy jazz king
Makes the world seem brighter, makes our hearts sing
Sip a little whiskey, come on baby, kiss me
Let me get a drip of your frisky gypsy
And when ya hit ten, we bump it to eleven
Yeah, we gonna fly
i make are my reality
and everyday i take more steps in the direction i see
Hook:
cause its a, gypsy road
its a, overload
its, so many opportunities
Come sit by the lake with me and Watch the rain make Ripple waves
Red flowers grow in the woods
Watch them grow wild and free You're tied up
it here
I can make it anywhere, yeah, they love me everywhere
I used to cop in Harlem, hola, my Dominicanos (dímelo)
Right there up on Broadway,
where I'm supposed to be
By myself it is so lovely
Doing what I want
Sipping bubbly
Burning grapefruit kush, feeling lovely
Smoke a blunt in
frequency,
To 106 point me
So there's no
Distractions
Take a breath
Take it in
Love has no expiration date
My heart will always beat for you
everyday
It must be down in my DNA
I love you baby but I can't stay
I can't stop my gypsy ways
I can't stop my gypsy ways
They been with me since my younger
can be.
That man got a heart lak a rock cast in the sea.
Or else he wouldn't have gone so far from me. Doggone it!
I loves day man lak a schoolboy
screamin "Keyjuan-na-na"
On the block I Rule like Ja, in the sun like Wa
Me and mine at the mall spendin grands like Cool Bob
See I'm a Ruger shooter,
I walk around with a tablecloth in my hair
They call my Marilyn
In a caravan, gunshots wake me up
If I got teacup it's full with Jameson
Don't need
It might have been the beach at Bali-Bali
Or was it by the blue Miami shore?
I don't recall your name
But won't you tell me, just the same
Where
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Job 13:22
I've been away for a little while
And I don't like where it takes me
Out of touch I'm going out
Your last dramatic scene against a night sky stage
With a memory so clear it's as if you were still before me
My once in a lifetime star of an age
years
So I've decided to do it musically"
Seems like only yesterday
I left my mind behind
Down in the gypsy café
With a friend of a friend of mine
Old Friends are sure hard to come by
And it killed me to hear you were gone
I cherish the miles we traveled
And the stages we shared and stood on
We
the fire and pray to God it snows
All I need is you here with me
Every moment with you is like a sweet melody
Bing Crosby is playing on the radio
Keep me
one seems, like a lost body
In fact my thoughts don't differ much from that of God body
But it's the odd shottie, that got cats, likening me
as a nigga in the cash game
I'm livin' in the fast lane, ah, for real
Tell me is it cool to fuck?
Did you think I come to talk? Am I a fool or what?
over me
I've walked the line, stood by your side,
I've kept you company
And all those times you felt like crying,
I've held you close to me
Now
It's a, it's a vibe
Ultimata!
All my homies we all on the studio tour bus right now (ay ay ay ay)
This is Stoney Bob live in a room from
stood by me
The days and nights that I was gone
After all these years
You've sacrificed, believed in me
And you stood strong
Cause with our love
me up
They say it's lonely at the top
But those girls are everywhere
I try to hide behind my smile
But they seem to know me by my s-s-s tare
Ladida,
Words and music by Bob Hartman
Based on Psalm 104:4, Luke 3:6
When the weight of the world begins to show
When the flames of faith begin to die
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