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Gypsy bardic tinker people
Singing all night in the church's steeple
They build a fire on the chapel lawn
Dance around 'til the crack of dawn
When the mists are parted then you'll find them gone
Those gypsy bardic tinker people
Some folk say they're all demented
But it seems to me they're quite contented
They live their days from end to start
To us they seem like they're worlds apart
But have you looked deep into the heart
Of the gypsy bardic tinker people
Swirl and turn, Crackle and burn
You'd be surprised at what you'd learn
Cry and laugh, Take and give
It's not what you have, but how you live
With the gypsy bardic tinker people
With horse and cart and a family fire
The spirits here couldn't get much higher
Of land and sky, they love it all
Proud to stand but honour a fall
For living life is the highest call
Of the gypsy bardic tinker people
They speak the truth for the ears that hear it
We won't believe, but we're happy to fear it
With secret ways and whispers low
We're all so glad to see them go
But we miss the wonders that we'll never know
Of the gypsy bardic tinker people
With morning prayers and midnight revels
The town is thinkin' they all are devils
These ancient ways are solid set
We'd save their souls but we haven't yet
Cause they're closer to heaven then ever we'll get
Those gypsy bardic tinker people
Swirl and turn, Crackle and burn
To honour life is what you'd learn
Cry and laugh, take and give
It's not what you have, but how you live
With the gypsy bardic tinker people