The Coral - Talkin' Gypsy Market Blues lyrics

Talkin' gypsy market blues

I was too late but I never got to choose

Talkin' gypsy market blues

I was too late but I never got to choose

Gotta have them gypsy boots

Follow them by familiar root

Rambled round from town to town

Sleeping in a doorway still as a mouse

Saw the bullfighter's last stand

I've been drinking dust, I've been kickin' cans

All my family, they went home

Let me in Portugal, all alone

Thought I saw that caravan

But it was just a car park man

Said to me as I stood in line

There's nothing in the world as sad as time

Well, if nothing comes to nothing then what's the point?

I sat right down and I built my joint

Flat caps they just pass me by

The dust pneumonia left me dry

Well, talkin' gypsy market blues

I was too late but I never got to choose

Talking gypsy market blues

I was too late but I never got to choose

Three days later when I awoke

My dust filled lungs could hardly cope

Realised I was not alone

I was in the old car park man's home

Looked out the window at the local scenes

On the ledge were some grilled sardines

Then through the door in came the maid

Said Maria was her name

Long dark hair and copper skin

Washed away my seven sins

Said "Senor, what's this bad news?"

Told her of my gypsy blues

Maria laughed and said "You're cute

You don't need no gypsy boots"

Picked myself up off the floor

I don't need them boots no more

I don't need them boots no more

I don't need them boots no more

Said, I don't need them boots no more