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

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

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

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

Well if nothing comes to nothing then what's the
I sat down and I built my joint
caps, they just pass me by
The dust left me dry

Well, talkin' gypsy market
I was too but I never got to choose
Talking market blues
I was too late but I got to choose

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

Looked out the window at the scenes
On the were some grilled sardines
Then through the door in came the
Said, Maria was her

Long dark hair and copper
Washed away my seven
Said, "Senor this bad news"
her of my gypsy blues

Maria and said, "You're cute"
You don't need no gypsy
Picked myself up off the
I don't need them no more

I need them boots no more
I don't them boots no more
Said, "I need them boots no more"
Don't need them boots,