Gypsy John

I'm sighing tonight
From summer love, O Gypsy John
Though the ice is running rings
Around the pond
You went ramblin' in the fall
And left this late November squall
Now the sunshine fires are smouldering
My muddy mind is molding
I'm staving off a love gone cold
And the rain keeps rolling on

I'm yearning for blue skies
And your big blue eyes, O Gypsy John
Though your July alibis
Have come and gone
Love's a broken windowpane
Sopping up the winter rain
The wood's too wet for burning
Howling winds come churning
Will you be returning, Gypsy John?

Was I just a restless caress
A slippery kiss, O Gypsy John
In your scrambles for the squire of Avalon?
Are you ever coming back
To my lonesome leaky shack?
I'm stuck here in the muck and murk
December blusters on the lurch
Will blizzards blow me clean berserk
Before your ramblin's done?
The wood's too wet for burning
Howling winds come churning
Will you be returning, Gypsy John?