elle dit adieu -

but
her
heart
could
not
forget...

YOUR words...

your words

how can it be

what they do to me

your words

 

enslave my heart

ripping reality apart

the gypsy weeps...

her eyes in midnight velvet
black jet tamed by no man yet

soft breasts of alabaster silk
with skin like soft creamy milk

her hair spread like raven wings
when she speaks the gods do sing

lips all pouty and shimmering wet
she lives and loves without regret

spinning webs in ribbons of light
laid in shadows of darkest night
                  
secrets hid in red red heart
yearning for a love not lived apart

wish she did with all her might
but life alone is her sad plight

and so it is in the forest deep
the heavens sleep

as
the gypsy weeps

i ain't never been loved...

i been a lotta thangs in my life
somebody’s child somebody’s wife
taught sunde school an’ carried a knife
lived in good and lived in strife
but one thang i ain’t never been is loved
 
had sweet nothin’s whispered in my ear
even had somebody call me dear
stayed with him for more’n a year
and once or twice i shed a tear
but i ain’t never been loved                      

oh yeah, i been hugged on
and kissed on an’ i been loved on
but i ain’t never been loved

not through and through
not till now
till you

ode to the magnificent night visitor...

oh, magnificent one that you are
come to me under the cloak of darkness
glide your way gently into my bed
cover my body with your ethereal blanket
lay beside me holding me tenderly
stroke my hair caress my heart
languish with me till to sleep I fall and then
slide your way into my dreams

come to me tonight i do pray

for who knows when and where

we may meet again

oh, magnificent one that you are
coming to me from heaven afar
leaving your home in the distant stars
 
for just the sight of you I do swoon
my dear magnificent
beautiful

blue moon

hey, travelin' woman...

hey, travelin’ woman, where you been?
you play that mandolin?

            wandering here
            why i don’t see you ever’ year?

travelin’ woman, whatchu done seen?
why, you can’t be more’n eighteen!

            wandering there
            you sellin’ them wares?

travelin’ woman, whatchu been doin?
you gotcha some tattooin'?
              
            wandering everwhere
            you seem to dance on air!

travelin’ woman
twisting on yur purty gold fan
all them bracelets danglin’ jinglejanglin'
skirts blowin’ in the wind
long black hair standin’ on end
lips like big round tangerines
hips swayin’ to the tamborine
 

travelin’ woman,
you one of them gypsy queens?

little gypsy girl...

with eyes full of light 

and a smile shining bright

a mind full of questions

innocence without confession

time for you now little gypsy girl

open wide your arms let your wings unfurl

ride your spirit high to places thus unknown

you're the queen of your domain sit upon your throne

looking forward looking upward

seeking finding your reward

little gypsy girl