Lyrics:
(Bob McDill - Allen Reynolds) 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. I recall a gypsy woman Silver spangles in her eyes Ivory skin against the moonlight And the taste of life's sweet wine. --- Instrumental --- Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows Stir the darkness in my mind Oh, gentle woman you sleep beside me And 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 bed. I recall a gypsy woman Silver spangles in her eyes Ivory skin against the moonlight And the taste of life's sweet wine...