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Intro G C G C
G
Ten years before my time
C
I sang a song to a friend of mine
D G D C G
'bout a girl working for a dime
G
I didn't know that gypsy girl
C
but I knew about her kind of thrill
D G
Her love was cheap and always up for sale
C D Em
ooh picture this, I was alone
D
but when I fell in love
C G
I was alone... ooh with my gypsy girl
[little run: G C G D* C G
The D* is a plain C chord up two frets to make a D. Play it fast
enough and it sounds okay. ]
G
Now a gypsy lady lost her soul
C
and she's so scared of growin' old
D
but words don't age for me
G
they turn to gold
G
Gypsy girl with raven hair
C
holds my open(?) to the air
D G
she's the one that never seems to care....
C D Em
ooh picture this, I not alone
D
but when I sing a song
C G
I'm not alone... with my gypsy girl
with my gypsy girl
la la la la la la, la la la la la la.....
C D Em
ooh picture this, I'm not alone
D
but when I sing your song
C G
I'm not alone... with my gypsy girl
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