Letra de Gypsy Woman - Aaron Neville
Letra de canci�n de Gypsy Woman de Aaron Neville lyrics
(Verse)
From nowhere, through a caravan,
Around the camp fire light,
A lovely woman in motion
But hair as dark as night.
Her eyes were like that of a candle doll
But it returns me with love.
(Chorus)
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman.
(Verse)
She danced around and round
To a guitar melody.
And from far her face was all a glow
How seen a chat in me.
Oh, how I�d like to hold her,
And kiss and forever whisper in her ear
(Chorus)
I love you, gypsy woman,
I love you, gypsy woman.
(Bridge)
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All through the caravan
She was dancing with all men
Waiting for the rising sun,
Everyone was in heaven.
I hate to see the lady go,
Knowing she will never know
That I love her, I love her.
(Chorus)
Gipsy woman, she was a gipsy woman
Gypsy woman, gypsy woman.
(Bridge)
All through the caravan
She was dancing with all men
Waiting for the rising sun,
Everyone was in heaven.
I hate to see the lady go,
Knowing she will never know
That I love her, I love her.
(Chorus)
Gipsy woman, she was a gipsy woman
Gypsy woman, gypsy woman.
From nowhere, through a caravan,
Around the camp fire light,
A lovely woman in motion
But hair as dark as night.
Her eyes were like that of a candle doll
But it returns me with love.
(Chorus)
She was a gypsy woman
She was a gypsy woman.
(Verse)
She danced around and round
To a guitar melody.
And from far her face was all a glow
How seen a chat in me.
Oh, how I�d like to hold her,
And kiss and forever whisper in her ear
(Chorus)
I love you, gypsy woman,
I love you, gypsy woman.
(Bridge)
https://www.coveralia.com/letras/gypsy-woman-aaron-neville.php
All through the caravan
She was dancing with all men
Waiting for the rising sun,
Everyone was in heaven.
I hate to see the lady go,
Knowing she will never know
That I love her, I love her.
(Chorus)
Gipsy woman, she was a gipsy woman
Gypsy woman, gypsy woman.
(Bridge)
All through the caravan
She was dancing with all men
Waiting for the rising sun,
Everyone was in heaven.
I hate to see the lady go,
Knowing she will never know
That I love her, I love her.
(Chorus)
Gipsy woman, she was a gipsy woman
Gypsy woman, gypsy woman.