Gypsy woman. TheImpressions. (CurtisMayfield). . From nowhere through a caravan. Around the campfire light. A lovely woman in motion. With hair as dark as night. Her eyes were like that of
the trip. And there may be a wet road ahead and can not slip. Just move on up. And peace you will find. Enter the steeple of beautiful people where theres only one kind. So hush now child and dont you
I'm your mamma, I'm your daddy. I'm that nigga in the alley. I'm your doctor, when in need. Want some coke, have some weed. You know me, I'm your friend. Your main boy, thick and thin. I'm your
people all were fools. 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker. To ever play the blues He looked to be sixty. And maybe I was ten. Mama used to whoop me. But I'd go see him again. I'd clap my hands
people all were fools. 'Cause Curtis Loew was the finest picker. To ever play the blues He looked to be sixty. And maybe I was ten. Mama used to whoop me. But I'd go see him again. I'd clap my hands
