| Song | A Young Gypsy |
| Artist | Joan Baez |
| Album | Where Are You Now, My Son? |
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| 作词 : Baez | |
| (Words and Music by Joan Baez) | |
| A young gypsy fell out in a slumber | |
| Heading north with a driver he knew | |
| Someone he'd lived with and trusted | |
| A young woman who trusted him too | |
| That very same day the young gypsy | |
| Had come from a farm in the west | |
| Where the children had played throughout the heat of the day | |
| Affording the gypsy no rest | |
| And the gypsy's bones were weary | |
| And the front seat looked secure | |
| And the gypsy slept on until the sun it was gone | |
| And the stars pierced the eyes of the girl at his side | |
| The next morning's day would be Easter | |
| He'd dress in his only fine shirt | |
| And shuffle through clusters of strangers | |
| With his gaze and his shoes in the dirt | |
| And the woman who loved him would watch him | |
| Protect him from curious stares | |
| For the womenfolk tend to be friendly | |
| And the gypsy's as young as he's fair | |
| And the evening brought on laughter | |
| And jars of bright red wine | |
| And the gypsy drank some and the gypsy had fun | |
| And his dancing got wild and the grandmothers smiled | |
| Sleeping came easily after | |
| In the arms of the woman that fold | |
| Up the secrets and dreams of the gypsy | |
| That will never be sought or be sold | |
| In fact, they will never be told | |
| For the gypsy is two years old | |
| © 1973 Chandos Music (ASCAP) |
| zuo ci : Baez | |
| Words and Music by Joan Baez | |
| A young gypsy fell out in a slumber | |
| Heading north with a driver he knew | |
| Someone he' d lived with and trusted | |
| A young woman who trusted him too | |
| That very same day the young gypsy | |
| Had come from a farm in the west | |
| Where the children had played throughout the heat of the day | |
| Affording the gypsy no rest | |
| And the gypsy' s bones were weary | |
| And the front seat looked secure | |
| And the gypsy slept on until the sun it was gone | |
| And the stars pierced the eyes of the girl at his side | |
| The next morning' s day would be Easter | |
| He' d dress in his only fine shirt | |
| And shuffle through clusters of strangers | |
| With his gaze and his shoes in the dirt | |
| And the woman who loved him would watch him | |
| Protect him from curious stares | |
| For the womenfolk tend to be friendly | |
| And the gypsy' s as young as he' s fair | |
| And the evening brought on laughter | |
| And jars of bright red wine | |
| And the gypsy drank some and the gypsy had fun | |
| And his dancing got wild and the grandmothers smiled | |
| Sleeping came easily after | |
| In the arms of the woman that fold | |
| Up the secrets and dreams of the gypsy | |
| That will never be sought or be sold | |
| In fact, they will never be told | |
| For the gypsy is two years old | |
| 1973 Chandos Music ASCAP |
| zuò cí : Baez | |
| Words and Music by Joan Baez | |
| A young gypsy fell out in a slumber | |
| Heading north with a driver he knew | |
| Someone he' d lived with and trusted | |
| A young woman who trusted him too | |
| That very same day the young gypsy | |
| Had come from a farm in the west | |
| Where the children had played throughout the heat of the day | |
| Affording the gypsy no rest | |
| And the gypsy' s bones were weary | |
| And the front seat looked secure | |
| And the gypsy slept on until the sun it was gone | |
| And the stars pierced the eyes of the girl at his side | |
| The next morning' s day would be Easter | |
| He' d dress in his only fine shirt | |
| And shuffle through clusters of strangers | |
| With his gaze and his shoes in the dirt | |
| And the woman who loved him would watch him | |
| Protect him from curious stares | |
| For the womenfolk tend to be friendly | |
| And the gypsy' s as young as he' s fair | |
| And the evening brought on laughter | |
| And jars of bright red wine | |
| And the gypsy drank some and the gypsy had fun | |
| And his dancing got wild and the grandmothers smiled | |
| Sleeping came easily after | |
| In the arms of the woman that fold | |
| Up the secrets and dreams of the gypsy | |
| That will never be sought or be sold | |
| In fact, they will never be told | |
| For the gypsy is two years old | |
| 1973 Chandos Music ASCAP |