歌曲 | I Recall a Gypsy Woman |
歌手 | Hank Thompson |
专辑 | Moving On |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : McDill, Reynolds | |
I RECALL A GYPSY WOMAN | |
(Bob McDill - Allen Reynolds) | |
« © '70 Jack Music » | |
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 | |
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... |
zuo ci : McDill, Reynolds | |
I RECALL A GYPSY WOMAN | |
Bob McDill Allen Reynolds | |
nbsp ' 70 Jack Music nbsp | |
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 | |
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... |
zuò cí : McDill, Reynolds | |
I RECALL A GYPSY WOMAN | |
Bob McDill Allen Reynolds | |
nbsp ' 70 Jack Music nbsp | |
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 | |
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... |