Intro: G
G
"We told him our tale; And of these we had many;
Am D7
Some of them True; Some of them invented;
G
And the gentleman confessed; That his life was quite dismal;
Am G
Conceding we live better lives;
Bm Am
And the sad gypsy sang for his
Bm Am Bm Am G
bottle of wine; And I sang along for mine".
G
"His lips touched the skin of the woman we spoke of;
Am D7
His coats (??) are the colours of the times we had lived in;
G
And his mind caught the magnet of the places we've been to;
Am G
And we saw that he wasn't deprived;
Bm Am
Then the sad gypsy sang for his
Bm Am Bm Am G
bottle of wine; And I sang along for mine;
Solo: G Am D7 G Am G
Bm Am
Then the sad gypsy sang for his
Bm Am Bm A G
bottle of wine; And I sang along for mine".
G
"Belinda she danced on her own in the shadows;
Am D7
The gentleman pretended that he didn't love her;
G
And we played our roles; we saw the sun rising,
Am G
laughing at us and our lives;
Bm Am
And the sad gypsy sang for his
Bm Am Bm Am G
bottle of wine; And I sang along for mine"
G Am D7 G
Oh Yeah, mmm, mmm".