Gypsy Woman
Alan Ladd Lyrics


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Silver coins that jingle jangle fancy shoes the dancing tan
All secrets of her dark eyes
Let it sing a gypsy ryhme
Yellow clover and tangle blossoms
Either made of silky green
Where she held me to her bossom
Just a boy of seventeen.
I will call her a gypsy woman
Silver sparkle in her eyes
Average skin against the moonlight
And the taste of life's sweet wine.

Soft breeze is blown from fragrant medals.
Stir the darkness in my mind.
Oh gentle woman
You sleep beside me
A little known hungs my mind.
Gypsy lady i hear your laughter
And the dancing in my head
While my tender wife and babies
Slumber softly in their birds.





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Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Alan Ladd's song "Gypsy woman" tell the story of a young man who falls in love with a mysterious gypsy woman. The opening lines describe her appearance: "Silver coins that jingle jangle, fancy shoes the dancing tan." These details suggest a woman who is exotic and perhaps a little dangerous. The singer is drawn to her dark eyes and the secrets they hold.


The second verse paints a picture of the natural surroundings where they first met: "Yellow clover and tangle blossoms, either made of silky green." In this idyllic setting, the singer is held by the gypsy woman, who is "Just a boy of seventeen." This hints at a power dynamic in their relationship, where the woman is older and more experienced.


The chorus repeats the phrase "I will call her a gypsy woman," emphasizing her otherness and the singer's fascination with her. He describes her as having a "silver sparkle in her eyes" and being "against the moonlight." The final lines suggest that he is torn between his love for the gypsy woman and his responsibilities as a husband and father: "While my tender wife and babies slumber softly in their beds."


Line by Line Meaning

Silver coins that jingle jangle fancy shoes the dancing tan
The gypsy woman wears elegant shoes that make a jingling sound due to the silver coins on them. Her dance is so mesmerizing that it even tans her skin.


All secrets of her dark eyes
The gypsy woman's eyes reveal all her mysteries and secrets.


Let it sing a gypsy rhyme
The gypsy woman's enchanting rhythm and melody should be celebrated and sung about.


Yellow clover and tangle blossoms
The environment around the gypsy woman is filled with a beautiful arrangement of yellow clover and tangle blossoms.


Either made of silky green
The plants around the gypsy woman are either soft and silky, or a vibrant green color.


Where she held me to her bosom
As a young boy of only seventeen, the gypsy woman had held him close to her chest.


Just a boy of seventeen.
The singer of the song was a young boy of only seventeen when he encountered the gypsy woman.


I will call her a gypsy woman
The artist decides to refer to the woman as a gypsy woman due to her nomadic lifestyle and mysterious nature.


Silver sparkle in her eyes
The gypsy woman's eyes sparkled like silver in the moonlight.


Average skin against the moonlight
The gypsy woman's skin looked average in color under the moonlight.


And the taste of life's sweet wine.
Being around the gypsy woman felt like experiencing the sweet taste of wine and the pleasures of life.


Soft breeze is blown from fragrant meadows
A gentle breeze blows from the lush meadows around the gypsy woman.


Stir the darkness in my mind.
The scenery and atmosphere around the gypsy woman stirred emotions and thoughts deep within the singer's mind.


Oh gentle woman
The singer regards the gypsy woman as a gentle and caring soul.


You sleep beside me
The gypsy woman rests beside the singer.


A little known hangs my mind.
An unknown thought or concern hangs in the artist's mind.


Gypsy lady I hear your laughter
The artist hears the gypsy woman's laughter echoing through his mind.


And the dancing in my head
The memory of the gypsy woman's mesmerizing dance plays vividly in the singer's mind.


While my tender wife and babies
Despite having a loving wife and children, the singer is still haunted by the memory of the gypsy woman.


Slumber softly in their birds.
His wife and children are peacefully asleep while he is left to contemplate his feelings for the gypsy woman.




Writer(s): bob mcdill, allen reynolds

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@everettadams1734

Now that is country

@kathycarter7396

Boy-oh-boy, what a voice! Where has he been hiding!?

@daveb741

This man has one hell of a voice. I'm jealous, but my hats off to him. "well I'm not wearing a hat but you know what I mean" Good job Alan.

@josiahstephen7773

Classic country,mellowed voice.

@neilladd5799

Classic country from South Africa. How 'bout that!

@michaelgallant7947

singing it now!!!

@neilladd5799

He has quite a voice. Glad y0u liked it.

@rikaventer540

Still the best.

@haraldkambrude2263

Just great, am a country singer myself but just admire this mellow-voiced balladeer.

@davevanrooyen7796

Geniet sy sang baie. Doet sovoort ou grote!

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