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Well I got me a southern lady. She's my gypsy belle from Tennessee. She's got long dark hair and skinny legs. Lord she sets my spirit free.
Well she knows I like that good ol' whiskey, and she knows what I'm lookin' for. She's the finest lookin' little lady. Well a man could never wish for more.
Gypsy Belle you know I love her. She's my lady from Tennessee. And I know I'm always thinking of her. Gypsy Belle you're the one for me.
Yes I know I ain't got much money, but she makes me feel rich at heart. Living with this kind o' lady make any man reach the top.
Yes I know it ain't comin' easy Lord I ask "Who's to tell"? If I ever make a lot o' money, well I'd give it to my Gypsy Belle.
Gypsy Belle you know I love her. She's my lady from Tennessee. And I know I'm always thinking of her. Gypsy Belle you're the one for me.
Gypsy Belle you know I love her. She's my lady from Tennessee. And I know I'm always thinking of her. Gypsy Belle you're the one for me.
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Sandra : Change you're mind
Change your mind
We getting closer
Change your mind
We can closer
Change your mind
We can closer
These eyes that shine
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wann-
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You think you know me
But you're wrong
To late for questions
When I'm gone
So if you're hear me I'll explain
I need your confort
Not you're blame
Change you're mind
We can get closer
These eyes that shin-
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e
Are telling the story
I change your mind
All I need is time
Till' I show you
Where I wanna be
How can you ever be so sure
I will adjust if any law
All I'm defending is my world
Do you believe in all you heard?
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