I RECALL A GYPSY WOMAN
Recorded by Doc Watson
Written by Allen Reynolds and Bob McDill

Silver coins that jingle-jangle
Fancy shoes that dance in time
Oh, the secrets of her dark eyes
Seem to sing a gypsy rhyme.

Yellow clover in tangled blossoms
In a meadow, silky green
Where she held me to her bosom
And I'm 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.

A gentle breeze from fragrant meadows
Stirs the darkness in the mind
Oh, gentle woman you sleep beside me
And you little know who haunts my mind.

Gypsy lady, I hear your laughter
As it dances thru my head
While my tender wife and baby
Slumber softly in their bed.

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