The Road The Gypsies Go Lyrics by Robin Williamson
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and all the bonny bloom
But far and near as fool's fire
They came glittering through the gloom

and their tongues as strong and nimble
As would bind the looms of luck
Wame to grave by coin and stave

The blade's edge and the cup
As young as I remember
It's rosined in the bow
and the tune still rambles rhyming
To the road the gypsies go
and all the bonny bloom   But far and near as fool's fire   They came glittering through the gloom      and their tongues as strong and nimble   As would bind the looms of luck   Wame to grave by coin and stave      The blade's edge and the cup   As young as I remember   It's rosined in the bow   and the tune still rambles rhyming   To the road the gypsies go