I travled the red glay lands
Holding only hope in my hands
Always heading to the west
Many nights i layed in the dirt to rest
The days were dry on this trail i had chosen
Approach a coach over the horison
Pulled by one strong white steed
And a gypsy princess at the lead
My eyes were playing tricks indeed
Wipping them clean of the dusty air
I seen the gypsy rose in her hair
My inerbishen fell wild and bare
For her angel beauty was rare
Our two lost hearts did not shy
As we fell in love under stars
In the clear dark desert sky
Pirate Love Magic Man
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/gypsy-rose/
