Talkin' Gypsy Market Blues Lyrics - The Coral

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 

Followed them by familiar root 

Rambled round from town to town 

Sleepin' in a doorway as still as a mouse 

Saw the bullfighter's last stand 

I've been drinkin' dust 

I've been kickin' cans 

All my family, they went home 

Let me in Portugal, all alone 

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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 

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 

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 

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Looked out the window at the local scenes 

One 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 your cute 

You don't need no gypsy boots 

Picked myself up off the floor 

I don't need them boots no more