Lyrics:
I had a strange dream from a pearly queen,
And she could drink more wine than I've ever seen.
She had some gypsy's blood flowing through her feet,
Broke my heart on the road
Spent the weekends sewing the pieces back on
Friends and thoughts pass me by
Walking gets too boring when you
Learn how
run free forever
It doesn't mean I'm lost, I just like to wander
Got that gypsy blood, always chasing thunder
Always chasing thunder
Always
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
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
I'm known by many different names
My good friend Will
Calls me Puck and Robin Goodfellow
I follow the gypsy faerie queen
I follow the gypsy
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
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
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
packed, the list is by the phone,
Me and Snake will watch your place and treat it like our own
Look at all this liquor
Look at all this food
It's
your soul
So be my Gypsy
Make love your guiding light
And let this pair of golden earrings cast their spell tonight
By the burning fire they will
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 belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
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 belongs to you.
An old love story that's known to very
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
as
The sixth to the five senses
But the pastures close as the cowboy knows
And the world's cut up by fences
To catch the gypsy
La, la, la, la, la, la, la
La,
by
The Django and Jimmie
Has Mississippi
A young singing brakeman
A jazz playing gypsy
Might not have been
A Merle or a Willie
If not for
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
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
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
She was straight from hell
But you never could tell
'Cause you were blinded by her light
She could crack your brain
With magic pain
And turn a paler
said "I'll be with you soon"
Dark lady laughed and danced and lit the candles one by one
Danced to her gypsy music till her brew was done
Dark lady
She was straight from hell
But you never could tell
'Cause you were blinded by her light
She could crack your brain
With magic pain
And turn
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