| Out behind the gypsy’s, drinking someone’s wine
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| Out behind the gypsy’s, drinking someone’s wine
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| Someone passed the smoke around
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| Just a friendly toke around
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| I declare we all felt fine
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| I declare we all felt fine
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| Out behind the gypsy’s waiting for a sign
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| Out behind the gypsy’s waiting for a sign
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| Someone spoke in mumbling words
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| Dreamed and spoke in mumbling words;
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| It might be the words were mine
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| It might be the words were mine
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| And I dream them over and over
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| They come to me like a lover
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| I dream that I do discover
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| Peace in my life, peace in my life
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| Stars were on our shoulders dropping from the trees
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| Stars were on our shoulders dropping from the trees
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| Now the moon was in our hair
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| No one knew who put it there;
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| There were words upon the breeze
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| There were words upon the breeze
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| And I dream them over and over
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| They come to me like a lover
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| I dream that I do discover
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| Peace in my life, peace in my life |