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Lyrics for 'Talkin Gypsy Market Blues' by 'Coral'
Talking Gypsy Market Blues,
I Was Too Late But I Never Got To Choose,
Talking Gypsy Market Blues,
I Was Too Late But I Never Got To Choose.
Got To Have Them Gypsy Boots,
Followed Them By Familiar ?,
Rabbled Round From Town To Town,
Sleeping In A Doorway As Still As A Mouse.
Saw The Bullfighters Last Stand,
I've Been ? Dust I've Been Kicking Cans.
All My Family They Went Home,
Let Me In Portugal All Alone.
Dreamed I Saw That Caravan,
But It Was Just A Car Park Man,
Said To Me As I Stood In Line,
There's Nothing In The World As Sad As Time.
Well If Nothing Comes To Nothing,
Then What's The Point,
I Sat Right Down And I Built My Joint,
? Passed Me By.
? Left Me Dry.
Well Talking Gypsy Market Blues,
I Was Too Late But I Never Got To Choose,
Talking Gypsy Market Blues,
I Was Too Late But I Never Got To Choose.
3 Days Later When I Awoke,
My Dust Filled Lungs Could Hardly Cope,
Realised I Was Not Alone,
I Was In The Old Car Park Man's Home,
Looked Out The Window At The Local Scenes,
? And Grilled Sardines,
Then Through The Door Came The Maid,
Said Maria Was Her Name.
Long Dark Hair And Copper Skin,
Washed Away My Seven Sins.
? What's This Bad News
I Told Her Of My Gypsy Blues
Maria Laughed And Said Your Cute,
You Don't Need No Gypsy Boots,
Picked Myself Up Off The Floor,
I Don't Need Them Boots No More,
I Don't Need Them Boots No More,
I Don't Need Them Boots No More,
Said I Don't Need Them Boots No More (don't Need Them Boots Baby)
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