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Sunday, February 28, 2010

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Give Me Your Heart Tonight

Oh, oh tonight - I'm walking the streets again
Runnin' away from all of my teasin' friends.
Oh, oh tonight - the stars are in darkened skies
They don't hold all the love
I can see in your lonely eyes.

Cause I'm not waiting for a secret
I don't want to hear a lie.
Don't want the promise of tomorrow
Give me your heart tonight.

Too young - too young to start settling down
I'm getting too old, too old to keep running around
Oh,oh your love is something I don't wanna miss.
End up alone and livin' on a one night kiss.

Cause I'm not crying without reason
I'm not asking what is right.
Just like the changin' of the season
Give me your heart tonight.

Cause I'm not waiting for a secret
I don't want to hear a lie.
Don't want the promise of tomorrow
Give me your heart tonight.

Cause I'm not crying without reason
I'm not asking what is right.
Just like the changin' of the season
Give me your heart tonight.

Cause I'm not crying without reason
I'm not asking what is right.
Just like the changin' of the season
Give me your heart tonight.


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Gypsy woman
Don Williams

Silver coins that jingle-jangle
Fancy shoes that dance in time
All the secrets of her dark eyes
The lady'd sing a gypsy rhyme

Yellow clover in tangled blossoms
In a meadow silky green
Where she held me to her bosom
Just a boy of seventeen

I recall a gypsy woman, silver spangles in her eyes
Ivory skin against the moonlight
And the taste of life's sweet wine

(instrumental)

Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows
Stir the darkness in my mind
Oh gentle woman, you sleep beside me
And little know who haunts my mind

Gypsy lady, I hear your laughter
And the dances in my head
While my tender wife and babies
Slumber softly in their beds

I recall a gypsy woman, silver spangles in her eyes
Ivory skin against the moonlight
And the taste of life's sweet wine

And the taste of life's sweet wine


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