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AmA day once dawned, as sleepers yawned, a day of leaves so greeny?o
AmThat a man rode high in a tinker's sky
AmAnd bade me to go a-running?o, and follow the path of a gypsy?o
AmSeaweed clings to ruby rings on the fingers of my Lady?o
AmAnd the people in the town, they would not look round
AmTo see me go a-running?o, on the trail of the Enchanted Gypsy?o
AmI passed a glade, and took me shade, beneath an Oak so twisty?o
AmAnd a vision I saw as a Crow did "craw"
AmNo more need I go a-searching?o, one the trail of the Enchanted Gypsy?o
AmSeaweed clings to ruby rings on the fingers of my Lady?o
AmAnd the people in the town, they would not look round
AmTo see me go a-running?o, on the trail of the Enchanted Gypsy?o
AmHis caravan was a-painted by a hand, that's touched every pebble in the ocean?o
AmAnd the pictures there, they move in thin air
AmThey're forever a-telling?o, the tales of the Enchanted Gypsy?o
AmSeaweed clings to ruby rings, on the fingers of my Lady?o
AmAnd the people in the town, they would not look round
AmTo see me go a-running?o, to follow the path of a gypsy?o
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