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Drawing a line
A ship in a harbor
Yes I will go
I'll be going there soon
A blue map of Cornwall
Up on a bedroom wall
Drawing a line
I'll be following soon
But how do I follow?
What road to be choosing?
Do I follow the star
Or the gypsy king?
I recall when I was younger
There was a fire
To travel the world
And shine with a passion
But as ambition shoots blank
Day by Day
On a train from Edinburgh
To the Kings Cross rain
I see a small house
Built on the sea
I could live there alone
With a horse and a ukulele
But how do I get there?
What road to be choosing?
When the seasons so high
For losing
How do I follow
What road to be choosing?
Do I follow the star
Or the Gypsy King?
A ship in a harbor
Yes I will go
I'll be going there soon
A blue map of Cornwall
Up on a bedroom wall
Drawing a line
I'll be following soon
But how do I follow?
What road to be choosing?
Do I follow the star
Or the gypsy king?
I recall when I was younger
There was a fire
To travel the world
And shine with a passion
But as ambition shoots blank
Day by Day
On a train from Edinburgh
To the Kings Cross rain
I see a small house
Built on the sea
I could live there alone
With a horse and a ukulele
But how do I get there?
What road to be choosing?
When the seasons so high
For losing
How do I follow
What road to be choosing?
Do I follow the star
Or the Gypsy King?
Lyrics submitted by timeforheroes
Track duration: 03:08
"The Gypsy King" as written by Patrick Wolf
Lyrics © CHRYSALIS MUSIC GROUP
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The only thing to figure out is whether I follow the star or the gypsy king!
The only thing to figure out is whether I follow the star or the gypsy king!