Gunther Zerener - Gypsy's Knife lyrics

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Late some nights

When the moon is cold

You better stay inside

And don't open if there's

Someone at your door

'Cause the woods 'round here

Are dangerous

In the middle of the night

It can steal a soul

Like it's often done before

The local people swear

It's the Gypsy who's returned

Roaming 'round the woods

For his wife

And in the morning

When the sun comes up

On a lonely path you'll find

Blood stains

From the Gypsies knife

Go down to the church

And at the graveyard

You will find

A tombstone with no flowers

And no name

The Gypsy-queen is buried there

And if what they say is true

She's laid face-down

To hide away the shame

The stories here are many

But at one point they all agree

One stormy night

The Gypsy took her life

And he left her on

A lonely path

In the middle of the woods

Stabbed to death

By the Gypsies knife

Oh it's a mystery

They say

On that night

All the gypsies went away

But in the woods

If you hear a Gypys lonely cry

You better run

Or you're gonna die

It happened many years ago

When the gypsys

Roamed the land

And now and then they'd pass

Trough our town

The Gypsy-queen was seventeen

Her man was forty-four

They say he was

The meanest man around

The Gypsy-queen was lonely

In our town she found someone

And secretly they'd meet

Late at night

The Gypsy caught them in the woods

Since then late some nights

You can run but you cannot hide

From the Gypsys knife

Ohit's a mystery

They say…

so when the nights are getting long

You better stay out

Of the woods

'Cause the Gypsy might be there

And call your name

Forever he is searching

'Though his Gypsy-queen is dead

But a young boys blood

He's come to claim

I was just a kid

But I'm the only one

Who saw

And I'm the one who took

The Gypsys life

Now he's buried with his

Gypsy-queen but his soul

Is in the woods

Calling out

The Gypsys knife

Oh I know I never

Will be free

'Cause in the woods someday

I know he will find me

And too the woods I go

When she calls me late some nights

But is it her

Or the Gypsys knife

Ohit's a mystery

They say

On that night

All the gypsys went away…

But in the woods

If you hear a Gypys lonely cry

You better run

Or you're gonna die

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