: To the cunt in Minnesota, I cracked your skull fuck you 'N in Chicago niggers tried to kill me, but you didn't pull through Fuck you all in Philly,
wild, she was free She was calling to me, Sister Gypsy we're one and the same. She was wild, she was free She was calling to me Sister Gypsy we're one
words they need, She knows she's alone and she is free... Ocean Gypsy of the moon, The sun has made a thousand nights for you to hold... Ocean Gypsy where
from the distance With music in my ears. I went back to see the gypsy, It was nearly early dawn. The gypsy's door was open wide But the gypsy was gone
you ain't nothing but gone My gypsy biker's coming home And now I'm out countin' white lines Countin' white lines and getting stoned My gypsy biker's
: A cool breeze was caressing the still of the night A camp fire was burning and flickering light Your body swayed as I played my guitar I don't know
: John San what you can La la Janette dance in sand What's the mystery my son Gypsy Dan Caravan Won Tun Wan with your Chinese fan It's part of history
: Tell me gypsy can you see me In your crystal ball I'm asking you what can I do My back's against the wall And I can't hold on much longer So I've come
a given rule That we're all fools And need to have a little sin So I'm ridin' I've been ridin' on the gypsy On the gypsy queen She was straight from
to right right So I'm ridin' I'm still ridin' yes I'm ridin' on the gypsy on the gypsy queen She's mean ridin' on the gypsy yeah yeah yeah yeah
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
: When I was a child I still did not know Why they looked at me like I'm shit When I was a kid I started to recognize Why they made faces Like I'm disgusting
gypsy heart will never find Any arms as warm as mine And gypsy when we meet again I'll play my part And wrap you up inside my arms Oh you gypsy heart Your gypsy
: (Emmylou Harris) Broken bottles, broken songs Broken people been in town too long Where's everyone gone <a href="http://www.testimania.com/">
ask me the question Staring out the window with the memory running down your face Is there more to this maybe? Than dancing for pennies in the street like a gypsy
is the wolf, I must run Run to the end of the world. Ophan Gypsy all I'll ever be Magic for emotion I am free. Ophan Gypsy all I want to be Lift your
her sick and twisted gypsy curse She can swallow knives, she can swallow lives Golden black stare, but the night of your demise Try to run away with the gypsy
: Sleep well, my Love Sleep while the night sky weaves her spell Sleep without pain Sleep though I yearn to have you near me The flames of all you were
