I Recall a Gypsy Woman

(Bob McDill - Allen Reynolds)



Silver coins that jingle jangle

Fancy shoes that dance in time

Oh, the secrets of her dark eyes

They did sing a gypsy rhyme.



Yellow clover in tangled blossoms

In a meadow silky green

Where she held me to her bosom

Just a boy of seventeen.



I recall a gypsy woman

Silver spangles in her eyes

Ivory skin against the moonlight

And the taste of life's sweet wine.



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Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows

Stir the darkness in my mind

Oh, gentle woman you sleep beside me

And little know who haunts my mind.



Gypsy lady I hear your laughter

And it dances in my head

While my tender wife and babies

slumber softly in their bed.



I recall a gypsy woman

Silver spangles in her eyes

Ivory skin against the moonlight

And the taste of life's sweet wine...