Don Williams - I recall a gypsy woman 1976 <br /> <br />Silver coins that jingle jangle, <br />Fancy shoes that dance in time. <br />Oh, the secrets of her dark eyes, <br />They did sing a gypsy rhyme. <br /> <br />Yellow clover in tangled blossoms, <br />In a meadow, silky green. <br />Where she held me to her bosom, <br />Just a boy of seventeen. <br /> <br />I recall a gypsy woman, <br />Silver spangles in her eyes. <br />Ivory skin against the moonlight, <br />And the taste of life’s sweet wine. <br /> <br />Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows, <br />Stir the darkness in my mind. <br />Oh, gentle woman, you sleep beside me; <br />Little know who haunts my mind. <br /> <br />Gypsy lady, I hear your laughter, <br />And it dances in my head. <br />While my tender wife and babies, <br />Slumber softly in their beds. <br /> <br />I recall a gypsy woman, <br />Silver spangles in her eyes. <br />Ivory skin against the moonlight, <br />And the taste of life’s sweet wine. <br /> <br />(Instrumental)
