BEGGARS TO GOD  (Bob Franke)  The song of Gypsy Davy rang  Delighted through the night  The wise and foolish virgin  Kept her candles burning bright  Rise up my young and foolish one  And follow if you can,  There'll be no need for candles  In the arms of such a man.   Make love to each other   Be free with each other   Be prisoners of love 'til you lie in the sod   Be friends to each other   Forgive one another   See God in each other   Be beggars to God.  The night was cold and dark and wet  As they wandered on alone.  The sky became their canopy  The earth became their throne  And as their raiment ran to rags  They thought it nothing wrong  For earth and sky are robe enough  When you sing the gypsy song.  They sang and played the gypsy song  Wherever they were sent  To some it seemed a dancing tune  To some a sad lament.  But in every heart that heard them true  A tear became a smile  And the pauper or a prince  Became the gypsy for awhile.  Copyright Telephone Pole Music Publishing Co.  Recorded by Sally Rogers on "Satisfied Customers" in 1984  filename[ BEGGRGOD  DC  ===DOCUMENT BOUNDARY===