I Recall a Gipsy Woman
Don Williams Lyrics


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Silver coins that jingle jangle
Fancy shoes that dance in time
Oh the secrets of her dark eyes,
They did sing a gypsy rhyme

Yellow clover in tangled blossoms
In a meadow silky green
Where she held me to her bosom,
Just a boy of seventeen

I recall a gypsy woman
Silver spangles in her eyes
Ivory skin against the moonlight
And the taste of life’s sweet wine

Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows
And stir the darkness in my mind
Oh gentle woman you sleep beside me
Little know who haunts my mind

Gypsy lady I hear your laughter
And it dances in my head




While my tender wife and babies
Slumber softly in their beds

Overall Meaning

Don Williams's song I Recall A Gypsy Woman is a ballad that tells the story of a boy who falls in love with a gypsy woman. The lyrics are full of vivid imagery and create a sense of nostalgia and longing for a past love. The song begins with the boy describing the gypsy woman's appearance - her silver coins jingling, her fancy shoes dancing in time, and the secrets of her dark eyes that sang a gypsy rhyme. The boy then recalls a moment when the gypsy woman held him in her bosom in a meadow with yellow clover and silky green grass.


The chorus of the song is a testament to the boy's fond memories of the gypsy woman - her silver spangles in her eyes, her ivory skin against the moonlight, and the taste of life's sweet wine. The second verse paints a picture of the boy now grown up and married with children, but still haunted by the memory of the gypsy woman. The gentle woman who sleeps beside him is unaware of the thoughts that stir in his mind as he recalls the gypsy woman's laughter that dances in his head.


The lyrics of I Recall A Gypsy Woman are a powerful depiction of the lasting impact that first love can have on a person's life. The song captures the feeling of nostalgia and the longing for a past love that so many people can relate to.


Line by Line Meaning

Silver coins that jingle jangle
The sound of silver coins clinking together filled the air


Fancy shoes that dance in time
Her fancy shoes moved gracefully to the rhythm of the music


Oh the secrets of her dark eyes,
Her deep, mysterious eyes held many secrets


They did sing a gypsy rhyme
The stories told through her eyes were those of a gypsy tale


Yellow clover in tangled blossoms
The field was covered with yellow clover flowers in a chaotic manner


In a meadow silky green
The meadow was lush and soft, like silk


Where she held me to her bosom,
She held me close to her chest


Just a boy of seventeen
I was still a young and inexperienced boy


I recall a gypsy woman
I remember a woman who identified as a gypsy


Silver spangles in her eyes
Her eyes were adorned with silver sparkles and shimmered in the light


Ivory skin against the moonlight
Her skin was white like ivory and glowed in the moon's light


And the taste of life’s sweet wine
Her kiss tasted like the sweetness of life


Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows
The wind carried the scent of flowers from nearby meadows


And stir the darkness in my mind
But it also caused a restlessness within me


Oh gentle woman you sleep beside me
My wife sleeps peacefully next to me


Little know who haunts my mind
She has no idea that the memories of the gypsy woman still linger in my thoughts


Gypsy lady I hear your laughter
I can still hear the sound of the gypsy woman's laughter in my head


And it dances in my head
It's a memory that still brings me joy and want


While my tender wife and babies
Even though I have a loving wife and children


Slumber softly in their beds
I'm still haunted by the memories of the gypsy woman's hold




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: ALLEN REYNOLDS, BOB MCDILL, ROBERT LEE MC DILL

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