Gypsy Girl
Ten years before my time,
I sang a song (Texts of songs ) to a friend of mine,
‘Bout a girl working for a dime
I didn’t know
That gypsy girl,
But knew about her kind of thrill
Her love was cheap and
Always up for sale
Oh Picture this, I was alone (alone)
When I fell in love
I’m was alone (alone),
Oh With my gypsy girl
Now Gypsy lady lost her soul
And she’s so scared of growing old
But words don’t age for me they
Turn to gold
Gypsy Girl with raven hair
Holds my hope into the air
She’s the one that never
Seems to care
Oh Picture this, I not alone
When I sing your song (Texts of songs ),
I’m not alone,
With my gypsy girl
With my gipsy girl
Oh Picture this, I not alone (alone)
When I sing your song (Texts of songs ),
I’m not alone,
With my gypsy girl
My gipsy girl
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