i recall a gypsy woman

Don Williams

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

CHORUS:
I recall a gypsy woman
Silver spangles in her eyes
Ivory skin against the moonlight
And the taste of lifeââ?¬â?¢s sweet wine

Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows
and stir the darkness in my mind
Oh gentle woman you sleep beside me
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 beds