Waylon Jennings

Silver coins that ^G jingle- ^D jangle
Fancy shoes that dance in ^A7 time
All the ^D secrets ^G of her ^D dark eyes
The lady'd sing ^A7 a gypsy ^D rhyme
Yellow clover in ^G tangled ^D blossoms
In a meadow silky ^A7 green
Where she ^D held me ^G to her ^D bosom
Just a boy ^A7 of seven ^D teen
CHORUS:
I re ^G call a gypsy ^D woman, silver spangles in her ^A7 eyes
Ivory ^D skin ^G against the ^D moonlight
And the ^A7 taste of life's sweet ^D wine
Verse 2:
Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows
Stir the darkness in my mind
Oh gentle woman, you sleep beside me
And little know who haunts my mind
Gypsy lady, I hear your laughter
And the dances in my head
While my tender wife and babies
Slumber softly in their beds
(chorus)