Lyrics:
ever notice this world is crazy hopeless
But when I look into your eyes and I focus I swear that that's where hope is
I swear that that's my potion
you rest you rust
Guess I was born with the wanderlust
I love you baby, but I can't stay
I can't stop my gypsy ways
I keep a rollin' from place
Who'd believe she'd leave us
To join a burlesque show?
Say has anybody seen my
Sweet Gypsy Rose?
Here's her picture when she was my
Sweet Mary Jo
Now
and a microphone
I stand up here and sing what I believe
Then I close my eyes and fold my hands
Thank God I've got a girl that understands
And loves the gypsy in
love for the Gods, +Throw Your Flag Up+
If you live from the heart, +Throw Your Flag Up+
Don't cause the beef, I might tie the rag up
All my Digihead
Bonilla
I'm sliding into first, just padding my stats
Some plays are just for love, not the pat on the back
I led the league in gettin hit by pitch
When
old Gypsy songs:
I can tell your fortuneand I can take your fortunehoopah! Hoopah!
Willy Nickerson is immediately entranced by this hot-blooded
a magnet to the ear
[Break - RZA]
We've come to +Show U Love+, son, we've come to show you
Whether you my bitch, my nigga, or I don't know you
Wu-Tang
a magnet to the ear
[Break - RZA]
We've come to +Show you Love+, son, we've come to show you
Whether you my b****, my n****, or I don't know you
(Ice be drippy, know my shit be pissy
Diamonds dancing, thought I was a gypsy)
Ice be drippy, know my shit be pissy
Diamonds dancing, thought I was
down the field
I grow old, I grow old, I wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled
it's a love song, for Bobby Long,
a love song for Bobby Long
he was
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
black-eyed daughter,
Bess, the landlord's daughter,
Plaiting a dark red love-knot into her long black hair.
By alfred noyes and phil ochs
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
low inside your soul.
So be my gypsy, make love your guiding light
And let this pair of golden earrings cast their spell tonight.
today,
Feel tomorrow lak ah feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
tomorrow lak ah feel today
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her apron strings
'Twant for
fly away out of view Don't give up, it's too soon, drive by to drive-thru
Bobby, why you got the blues? You made it out the mud, got the bread for
You know me
By what you see
Superficial
Naw boy
That ain't me
I love a man
That's confident
And can pay my bills
And don't mind
Paying my rent
Ain't no
my own true love
For I love the gypsy Davey."
"Well it's fare thee well my dearest dear,
It's fare thee well forever.
And if you don't return
the start
When you travel by the stars
You were bound to follow sparks
Girl you've got a gypsy heart
Far away on settled wings
Find the songs that you will
by her apron strings
'Twern't for powder and her store-bought hair
The man she love wouldn't gone nowhere, nowhere
Got them Saint Louis Blues; I'm
today,
Feel tomorrow like I feel today,
I'll pack my trunk, make ma git away.
Saint Louis woman wid her diamon' rings
Pulls dat man 'roun' by her
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