: Got a black magic woman Got a black magic woman. I got a black magic woman Got me so blind I can't see That she's a black magic woman She's tryin'
Got a black magic woman Got a black magic woman. I got a black magic woman Got me so blind I can't see That she's a black magic woman She's tryin' to
One night when I was sleeping a gypsy lady sneak into my head and she said 'I've got a bottle of schnapps lets get to know each other drinking a belly
Who shatter themselves Fighting the fire with your bare hands Now my journey takes me further south I want to hear what the blind men sing With their fossils and their gypsy
Hey, hey, hey Hey, hey, hey I'm a dreamer, I'm a gypsy I'm a river passing by Got to run to keep up with me I'm a sailor in the sky And if I keep my
fire and anger The misguided angel with deep routed fears My face shows the years of blood sweating tears Pay attention, this gypsy that deeply senses
My name is Jan the gypsy I travel the land There are no chains about me I am, me own man I can tell a fair old story which I'm sure ain't no surprise
stars and mobsters, above streets in helicopter Filled with doctors readin' the death roster Guts spillin' out like pasta, sky, misty, often tipsy From off the whiskey, the gypsy
, I bought it like that, I'm livin' like that For, you wack MC's Currency is made in trust of the Messiah I'm spending it to get higher Earth, Wind, and Fire
out to fire lake Head out Who wants to go to fire lake And head out Who wants to go to fire lake Head out Out to fire lake Who's gonna do it
A gypsy wind is blowing warm tonight The sky is starlit and the time is right And still you're telling me you have to go Before you leave there's something
Words and Music by Bob Seger A gypsy wind is blowing warm tonight The sky is starlit and the time is right And still you're tellin' me you have to
no stars but that's all right I'm breathing I feel you through your fear Pull the arrow from my ear Tonight we'll take a different way home They say the fire
Hearts of fire Streets of stone Modern warriors Saddle iron horses of chrome Taste the wild, lick the wind Like something they never saw before Their
Are being stolen by bandits, I must follow the sound The triangle tingles and the trumpets play slow Farewell, Angelina, the sky is on fire and I must
Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle like a gypsy queen Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle all dressed in green Wiggle, wiggle, wiggle 'til the moon is blue Wiggle 'til the moon
Gypsy Girl, oh twisty pearl Sat upon the stoney pale mare Beltane Eve, by the fires you grieve With your deep Babylonian hair (chorus) Blessed Wild Apple
) Come back baby, come back. To (CM7) me... I?ve seen things I should not see. On a moon at night, all oceans wide. I?ve seen Gypsy?s Lights on fire. (
