Saul Palti

I once was in love with a gypsy
she lived in a caravan
and travelled the isles of great England
she was full of tricks and was happy
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There a letter coming through my door
signed by the highest esteem
I sit and wait by the post box eager and clean
the first of many and many more
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Your helping me be what I want to be
for healthy as ever what can free freedom
eating for the tree is very easy
set in steel set in stone leave me Adam
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Red and white will turn to blue
all throughout foreign land
beat to dust after refusing the hand
all for something old and new
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Il write you this letter addressed to you
with two distant shadows that are true
each on one shoulder holding my hand
covering the sea with pale white sand
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Iv been gambling at casinos
in old jerico
putting my dimes down
a dark damp hole
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off to prison you go
with a bag in one hand
reaping what you sow
murder was the case
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There was once a blatant liar
formed of silk and rubber
passing messages from one to another
he said if you dont love me
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You sit in a room by yourself
waiting for love to come through the door
to take you off of the shelf
quenching you from this bore
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I guess this is good bye
there's no use in turning
on your lonesome side
I know its me your yearning
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The awful place called theamsmead
where the walls are concrete
and long grass for a seat
someday the villagers will be freed
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like a ghost on water
boy I can not fault her
a ringing in the ear
I know she is near
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Iv been traveling your world
trailing your dusty road
picking flowers to be sold
making love to a toad
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He walked in with a grin
as wide as the ginger cat
far from the hidden bin
by himself is where he sat
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Tulips grow on a field
next to a burning body
you say good bye to me
I dont know how youll wield
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In the frost laden night
despair and treachery
rain forth upon my shoulders
you know what I mean
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Where everybody goes
where the music flows
to hang upside down
with the red haired clown
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Iv been feeling blue
not knowing what to do
I travelled to Rome
just to stop feeling alone
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It was a night to remember under the stars
a bright beholder that shun through the night
flickering lights, to quick to see from fast cars
we flew into the sky taken away by flight
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I got a real bad feeling down in my gut
that the trouble has only just begun
I feel as though my history is about to get me hung
its as if iv been divorced by lady luck
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