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• Artiste: David Brent
• Titre: Lady Gypsy
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When I had known only Eighteen summers I headed West through the Whitley Wood To make my fortune and To find a lover And to lead the best life a young man could Ly ly ly ly ly ly ly Oh ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly And by the lakeside just South of Didcot I spied an angel who was standing there She was a traveller But she was pretty And clean She was in the water washing her hair I lost my heart to a lady gypsy So long ago I forget her name But I Still remember the Smell of the flowers And the way my life would never be the same She laid me down on a bed of heather She said "please be careful this is what I sell" I said "you're a hooker?" She said "No, I mean the heather I sell the heather like a lucky spell" I said "but to be clear then The sex is free yes?" She said "yes the sex is free The heather's a pound" I said "I don't need no heather And if I did I would just pick some, it's free It's growing in the ground" I lost my heart to a lady gypsy So long ago I forget her name But I Still remember the Smell of the flowers And the way my life would never be the same I lost my heart to a lady gypsy So long ago I forget her name But I Still remember the Smell of the flowers And the way my life would never be the same When I had known only Eighteen summers