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Talkin' Gypsy Market Blues by The Coralالقصائد الغناءيه -текстове на песни -texty -paroles -στίχοι -गीतletras -songteksten -тексты песен -versuri -tekst utworu -testi -the text of the song - - نص الاغنيةтекста на песента -tekst pjesme -text písně -teksten til sangen -teksti, laulu -le texte de la chanson -το κείμενο του τραγουδιού -पाठ के गीतEl texto de la canción -de tekst van het lied -der Text des Liedes -teksten til sangen -o texto da canção -Текст песни -textul de la piesa -Texten till låten -il testo della canzone

Talkin' Gypsy Market Blues by The Coral

     

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Talkin' gypsy market blues
I was too late but I never got to choose
Talkin' gypsy market blues
I was too late but I never got to choose

Gotta have them gypsy boots
Follow them by familiar root
Rambled round from town to town
Sleepin' in a doorway still as a mouse

Saw the bullfighter's last stand
I've been drinkin' dust
I've been kickin' cans
All my family, they went home
Let me in Portugal, all alone

Thought I saw that caravan
But it was just a car park man
Said to me as I stood in line
There's nothing in the world as sad as time

Well if nothing comes to nothing
Then what's the point?
I sat right down and I built my joint
Flat caps they just pass me by
The dust pneumonia left me dry

Talkin' gypsy market blues
I was too late but I never got to choose
Talking gypsy market blues
I was too late but I never got to choose

Three days later when I awoke,
My dust filled lungs could hardly cope
Realised I was not alone
I was in the old car park man's home

Looked out the window at the local scenes
On the ledge were some grilled sardines
Then through the door in came the maid
Said maria was her name

Long dark hair and copper skin
Washed away my seven sins
Said senor what's this bad news
Told her of my gypsy blues

Maria laughed and said you're cute
You don't need no gypsy boots
Picked myself up off the floor
I don't need them boots no more

Writer : SKELLY, JAMES
Copyright : Lyrics © EMI Music Publishing

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