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From: Phillip Charles Saunders <phillip@phoenix.Princeton.EDU> Gypsy Love Songs, Richard Thompson (Drop D tuning) transcribed by phillip@princeton.edu A Main riff -|------------------| -|------------------| -|-2--2--0----------| -|-0--0--0--3--0----| -|----------3--0----| D|-------------0----|
DmTropical night, Malaria moon Dying stars of the silver screen She danced that famous Gypsy dance With a hole in her tambourine
DmI was young enough and dumb enough I swallowed down my Mickey Finn She'd hijacked a few hearts all right I went into a tailspin
Bb Dm7/A Gm7 Don't sing me, don't sing me, don't sing me
Bb/FNo more gypsy Dmlove songs Bb Dm7/A Gm7 Don't sing me, don't sing me, don't sing me Bb/FNo more gypsy Dmlove songs Gm/D Dm Don't stir it up again
DmI put my arm around her waist Says she, young man, you're getting warm The room was going somewhere without me And she laughed as she read my palm
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AmStillborn Elove, Fpassionate Cdreams, Dmpitiful Ggreed And the Amsilver Etongues of the Ftinker Cgirls, Who Dmthrow their book of Emlife at you But Fdon't know how to Gread
DmShe was third generation Transylvanian I was the seventh son of a seventh son I begged the band don't play that tune Please don't beguine the begun
DmWhen I awoke, she'd cut and run She stole my blueprints and my change Just a horseshoe and a note on the bed And all it said was--strange
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