LOVE A GYPSY WOMAN

©Anne MacFie 1970-something
 

When I dance, I’ve seen you watching from the shadows
Every night since we’ve been camped here by this town.
I notice that I’m pleased to find you back again tonight.
I like the way your face looks in the rosy bonfire light,
And perhaps I’ve caught your fancy with a nimble step or two,
And the jingle of my golden bracelets seems a call to you.
Just as I’ve dreamed of a blue-eyed smile, perhaps you’ve dreamed about
Dark hair twisting through your fingers as I traced your lifeline out.

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But do you think that you could love a gypsy woman?
Leave your good home for the open road and lonely campfire light?
While the moon’s bright and the big guitar is strummin’
Can you love a gypsy woman tonight?

You don’t know this, but I’ve looked in at your window,
Seen your parlor in the golden candle-glow,
Your lady with the yellow hair, your children on your knee.
You looked so warm and mellow there, but I can’t picture me
In among the gauzy curtains and the china plates so fine –
Oh, I’d be at odds in your world as you’d be at odds in mine.
I know dancing, I know horseflesh and the clever arts we sell.
I may play at telling fortunes, but I know my own too well.

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So do you think that you could love a gypsy woman?
Leave your good home for the open road and lonely campfire light?
While the moon’s bright and the big guitar is strummin’
Can you love a gypsy woman tonight?

If you chance to stay this day-bright night beside me,
When you wake up in the morning you will see
The piebald ponies prancing and the wagons rolling out.
Our crystal night of dancing as the wine passed round about
Will be shattered into daylight as the camp is broken down,
And for nothing more than freedom, all the gypsies will be bound
Away across the countryside, and I’ll be going, too,
‘Cause this rambling gypsy life’s all in the world I know to do.

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Now, do you think that you could love a gypsy woman?
Leave your good home for the open road and lonely campfire light?
Ah, the night’s swift, and the morning light is comin’
So can you love a gypsy woman tonight?

 

 

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