gypsies danced around the campfire shook their tambourines
they were waiting for the ghost of an outlaw sundown was his name
as the midnight hour grew closer and the sky began to fall
you can see his shadow in the light of the moon
they had heard the gypsies’ call
she had hair as black as darkness eyes of emerald green
oh her voice was soft and tender oooh she loved sing
she will sing no more or dance again or shake her tambourines
they had taken her away she was dead and gone hear the gypsies sing
ooh hurry sundown the gypsies’ cry
ooh hurry sundown
ooh hurry sundown the gypsies’ cry
hurry sundown
ooh hurry sundown the gypsies’ cry
ooh hurry sundown
ooh hurry sundown the gypsies’ cry
silver devils in his holsters stars strapped to his heels
there was fire in his eyes they say that he was dressed to kill
he had hands as fast as lightning a heart as cold as steel
he had come for the one that took her life to lie him in boot hill
gypsies danced around the campfire shook their tambourines
they were waiting for the ghost of an outlaw sundown was his name
as the midnight hour grew closer and the sky began to fall
you can see their shadows in the light of the moon
they had heard the gypsies’ call
ooh hurry sundown
ooh hurry sundown
ooh hurry sundown
ooh hurry sundown
Artist: Outlaws
Year: 1977
Decade: 70s
Language: en
Word Count: 138