Nancy Sinatra & Lee Hazlewood Gypsies & Indians
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
God cut us from the same tree
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
No place to go, no place to be
No place to go, no place to be
I saw her standing by the river
Gypsy guitar in her hand
She sang a song that would haunt me
Again, again and again
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
God cut us from the same tree
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
No place to go, no place to be
No place to go, no place to be
I felt the fire in his red skin
As we lay down in the sand
And we made love by the blood moon
Again, again and again
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
God cut us from the same tree
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
No place to go, no place to be
No place to go, no place to be
When I awoke he had left me
His arrows lay in the sand
I'll pray he'll come back and take me
Again, again and again
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
God cut us from the same tree
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
No place to go, no place to be
No place to go, no place to be
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
God cut us from the same tree
Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians
No place to go, no place to be
No place to go, no place to be
