Back to The Kellaways
(Words and Music : Alf Davies)
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He went down to Beggars' Farm, Jethro couldn't come to harm He wandered off the platter as the record played They took him to another place, there he set a frantic pace He walked out the door with no changes made |
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Gypsy moth must fly away, Gypsy moth will never age Gypsy do what you must, Gypsy moth I'm telling you..... I wouldn't mind your Gypsy view I could stand in Gypsy shoes |
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Gy-ypsy, where are you? Gy-ypsy, I could be a Gypsy too A Gypsy moth just like you |
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Back at home in the record store, plants of theirs were what he saw He ran out of town before the powers failed Central plains, coastal blows, whereabouts no-one knows Wandering the landscape as the dawn sky pales |
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Gypsy moth must fly away, Gypsy moth will never age Gypsy do what you must, Gypsy moth I'm telling you..... I could stand in Gypsy shoes I could be a Gypsy too A Gypsy moth just like you - And never mind, you will find somewhere good to be |
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