SONG: LADY GYPSY
ARTIST: DAVID BRENT
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM
LADY GYPSY
DAVID BRENT
INTRO: Am
VERSE:
[Am]When I had kn[F]own only[C] 18 s[G]ummers.
[Am]I headed w[F]est through[C] the Whitley W[G]ood.
[Am]To make my f[F]ortune and[C] find a l[G]over.
And to l[Am]ead the b[F]est life[C] a young man c[G]ould.
L[Am]ie, La, la l[F]ie, la la l[C]ie.[G]
Oh La la l[Am]ie, la la l[F]ie, la la [C]lie.[G]
VERSE:
[Am]And by the la[F]keside,[C] just south of D[G]idcot.
[Am]I spied an a[F]ngel just[C] standing th[G]ere.
[Am]She was a tr[F]aveler,[C] but she was p[G]retty
And c[Am]lean, she was [F]in the water,[C] washing her h[G]air.
CHORUS:
[F]I lost my h[C]eart to a[G] lady [Am]gypsy.
[F]So long ag[C]o, I f[G]orget her n[Am]ame.
But I s[F]till rem[C]ember the s[G]mell of the f[Am]lowers
And the w[F]ay, my l[C]ife, would n[G]ever be the s[F]ame.
VERSE:
[Am]She laid me d[F]own on a[C] bed of h[G]eather
She said[Am], please be c[F]areful, this is[C] what I s[G]ell
I said[Am], you're a h[F]ooker she said, [C]no, I mean the h[G]eather.
[Am]I sell the h[F]eather[C] like a lucky s[G]pell.
I said [Am]huh, but to be c[F]lear then[C] the sex is f[G]ree
She said, [Am]yes, the sex is f[F]ree[C] the heather is a p[G]ound.
I said, [Am]I don't need no h[F]eather[C] and if I d[G]id,
I would just [Am]pick some it's f[F]ree it's gr[C]owing in the gr[G]ound.
CHORUS:
[F]I lost my h[C]eart to a[G] lady [Am]gypsy.
[F]So long ag[C]o, I f[G]orget her n[Am]ame.
But I s[F]till rem[C]ember the sm[G]ell of the f[Am]lowers
And the w[F]ay, my l[C]ife, would n[G]ever be the s[F]ame.
INSTRUMENTAL:
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
CHORUS:
[F]I lost my h[C]eart to a[G] lady [Am]gypsy.
[F]So long ag[C]o, I f[G]orget her n[Am]ame.
But I s[F]till rem[C]ember the sm[G]ell of the f[Am]lowers
And the w[F]ay, my l[C]ife, would n[G]ever be the s[F]ame.
OUTRO:
[Am] When I had kn[F]own only [C]18 s[G]ummers....
ARTIST: DAVID BRENT
TAB BY: DON CZARSKI
EMAIL: GUITARZAN7@HOTMAIL.COM
LADY GYPSY
DAVID BRENT
INTRO: Am
VERSE:
[Am]When I had kn[F]own only[C] 18 s[G]ummers.
[Am]I headed w[F]est through[C] the Whitley W[G]ood.
[Am]To make my f[F]ortune and[C] find a l[G]over.
And to l[Am]ead the b[F]est life[C] a young man c[G]ould.
L[Am]ie, La, la l[F]ie, la la l[C]ie.[G]
Oh La la l[Am]ie, la la l[F]ie, la la [C]lie.[G]
VERSE:
[Am]And by the la[F]keside,[C] just south of D[G]idcot.
[Am]I spied an a[F]ngel just[C] standing th[G]ere.
[Am]She was a tr[F]aveler,[C] but she was p[G]retty
And c[Am]lean, she was [F]in the water,[C] washing her h[G]air.
CHORUS:
[F]I lost my h[C]eart to a[G] lady [Am]gypsy.
[F]So long ag[C]o, I f[G]orget her n[Am]ame.
But I s[F]till rem[C]ember the s[G]mell of the f[Am]lowers
And the w[F]ay, my l[C]ife, would n[G]ever be the s[F]ame.
VERSE:
[Am]She laid me d[F]own on a[C] bed of h[G]eather
She said[Am], please be c[F]areful, this is[C] what I s[G]ell
I said[Am], you're a h[F]ooker she said, [C]no, I mean the h[G]eather.
[Am]I sell the h[F]eather[C] like a lucky s[G]pell.
I said [Am]huh, but to be c[F]lear then[C] the sex is f[G]ree
She said, [Am]yes, the sex is f[F]ree[C] the heather is a p[G]ound.
I said, [Am]I don't need no h[F]eather[C] and if I d[G]id,
I would just [Am]pick some it's f[F]ree it's gr[C]owing in the gr[G]ound.
CHORUS:
[F]I lost my h[C]eart to a[G] lady [Am]gypsy.
[F]So long ag[C]o, I f[G]orget her n[Am]ame.
But I s[F]till rem[C]ember the sm[G]ell of the f[Am]lowers
And the w[F]ay, my l[C]ife, would n[G]ever be the s[F]ame.
INSTRUMENTAL:
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
[Am] [F] [C] [G]
CHORUS:
[F]I lost my h[C]eart to a[G] lady [Am]gypsy.
[F]So long ag[C]o, I f[G]orget her n[Am]ame.
But I s[F]till rem[C]ember the sm[G]ell of the f[Am]lowers
And the w[F]ay, my l[C]ife, would n[G]ever be the s[F]ame.
OUTRO:
[Am] When I had kn[F]own only [C]18 s[G]ummers....
