Gypsies dances around their campfire Shook their tambourines. They were waiting for the the ghost of an outlaw Sundown was his name As the midnight hour grew closer And the sky began to fall They could see his shadow in the light of the moon He heard the gypsies call
She had hair as balck as darkness Her eyes were emerald green Oh her voice was soft and tender Ooo, she loved to sing She will sing no more or dance again Or shake her tambourines They had taker her away She was dead and gone You could hear the Gypsies sing.
Ooo, Hurry Sundown Hear the Gypsies cry. (Hurry Sundown) Ooo, Hurry Sundown (hear the Gypsies) Hurry Sundown
So with devils in his holsters Stars strapped to his heels There was fire is his eys you see And he was dresses to kill He had hands as fast a lightning Eyes as cold as steel He had come for the one who took her life. Lying in boot hill
Gypsies dances around their campfire Shook their tambourines. They were waiting for the the ghost of an outlaw Sundown was his name As the midnight hour grew closer And the sky began to fall He could see their shadows in the light of the moon They heard the gypsies call
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