Lyrics: The Outlaws. Hurry Sundown.
Gypsies danced around the campfire
And shook their tambourines
They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw
Sundown was his name
As the midnight hour grew closer
And the sky began to fall
They could see his shadow in the night of the moon
He had heard the gypsies call
She had hair as black as darkness
Her eyes were emerald green
Her voice was soft and tender
Oh she loved to sing
She will sing no more or dance again
Or shake her tambourines
They have taken her away
She?s dead and gone
You can hear the gypsies sing
(Chorus) x2
Hurry sundown [the gypsies call]
Hurry sundown
Hurry sundown [the gypsies call]
Hurry sundown
Hurry sundown [the gypsies call]
Silver devils in his holsters
Stars strapped to his heels
There was fire in his eyes
Saying he was dressed to kill
He had hands as fast as lightning
Heart as cold as steel
He had come for the one that took her life
Lying in Boot Hill
Gypsies danced around the campfire
And shook their tambourines
They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw
Sundown was his name
As the midnight hour grew closer
And the sky began to fall
They could see his shadow in the night of the moon
He had heard the gypsies call
Hurry sundown x4
And shook their tambourines
They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw
Sundown was his name
As the midnight hour grew closer
And the sky began to fall
They could see his shadow in the night of the moon
He had heard the gypsies call
She had hair as black as darkness
Her eyes were emerald green
Her voice was soft and tender
Oh she loved to sing
She will sing no more or dance again
Or shake her tambourines
They have taken her away
She?s dead and gone
You can hear the gypsies sing
(Chorus) x2
Hurry sundown [the gypsies call]
Hurry sundown
Hurry sundown [the gypsies call]
Hurry sundown
Hurry sundown [the gypsies call]
Silver devils in his holsters
Stars strapped to his heels
There was fire in his eyes
Saying he was dressed to kill
He had hands as fast as lightning
Heart as cold as steel
He had come for the one that took her life
Lying in Boot Hill
Gypsies danced around the campfire
And shook their tambourines
They were waiting for the dust of an outlaw
Sundown was his name
As the midnight hour grew closer
And the sky began to fall
They could see his shadow in the night of the moon
He had heard the gypsies call
Hurry sundown x4
The Outlaws
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