Doc Watson - I recall a gypsy woman

Silver ^Acoins that ^Djingle ^Ajangle Fancy ^Ashoes that dance in ^Etime Oh, the ^Asecrets ^Dof her ^Adark eyes Seemed to ^Asing a ^Egypsy rhyme. Yellow ^Aclover in ^Dtangled ^Ablossoms In a ^Ameadow silky ^Egreen Where she ^Aheld me ^Dto her ^Abosom An' I was ^Ajust a boy^E of seven^Ateen.

I re^Dcall a gypsy ^Awoman Silver ^Aspangles in her ^Eeyes Ivory s^Akin a-^Dgainst the ^Amoonlight And the ^Ataste of ^Elife's sweet ^Awine.

A gentle ^Abreeze from f^Dragrant ^Ameadows Stirs the ^Adarkness in my ^Emind Oh, gentle ^Awoman, you s^Dleep be^Aside me And you little ^Aknow who ^Ehaunts my ^Amind. Gypsy ^Alady, ^DI hear your ^Alaughter As it ^Adances through ^Emy head While my ^Atender ^Dwife and ^Ababies Slumber s^Aoft-^Ely in ^Atheir bed.

And I re^Dcall a gypsy ^Awoman Silver ^Aspangles in her ^Eeyes Ivory s^Akin a-^Dgainst the ^Amoonlight And the ^Ataste of ^Elife's sweet ^Awine.

I re^Dcall a gypsy ^Awoman Silver ^Aspangles in her ^Eeyes Ivory s^Akin a-^Dgainst the ^Amoonlight And the ^Ataste of ^Elife's sweet ^Awine. The thrill and ^Etaste of life's sweet ^Awine