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 life�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
Chorus:
I recall a gypsy woman
Silver spangles in her eyes
Ivory skin against the moonlight
And the taste of life�s sweet wine...