Gypsy Wind

When that Gypsy Wind starts to blow

from New Orleans down to Mexico

It reminds me of a girl I knew

And some of those crazy things we used to do

Backwoods bars where they play all night

We'd drink and dance 'till the mornin' light

When the sun came up. We'd be kissin' real slow

Makes me wonder yeah, where did those sweet times go?

Oh the moon shone down like a golden gem

On her long hair wet from a midnight swin

She would always be wild, she would always be free

She'll always be mine in my memory.

Late at night when the warm winds blow

I sit and listen to the river flow

And it reminds me of a girl I knew

And some of those crazy things we used to do

Oh times we laughed, times we cried

And so many times we said goodbye

She was more than a lover, more than a friend

Oh I wonder if I'll ever see her again.

When that Gypsy Wind starts to blow

from New Orleans down to Mexico

It reminds me of a girl I knew

And some of those crazy things we use to do

Oh, some of those crazy things we use to do

When that Gypsy Wind starts to blow

from New Orleans down to Mexico

It reminds me