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FOLK, ACCOUSTIC. comedy, all about Florida, mars venus couple,
From ST. PETERSBURG TIMES newspaper
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"Lee Paulet and Betsy Bolger-Paulet perform compositions that they call 'Florida Songstory.' Her poetry and his poetic songs tell the tales of their native state, stories of lonely lighthouse keepers, long-forgotten battles, recent events and Florida wildlife and critters..."
To read complete article and other reviews: http://www.betsybolgerpaulet.homestead.com/saywhat.html
Story behind the song
The story of a working man lured into the seductive dance of a gypsy siren
Lyrics
I watch you dance as you move through the firelight,
I feel you move close to the flame,
And just for the moment you dance just for me,
I'm feeling my destiny change.
And I feel my heart pound as you're moving closer,
I'm caught by the spell of the dance,
I'm caught in the longing for the arms of the stranger,
I know I don't stand a chance,
And the fire builds inside as the moon starts to rise,
Your perfume is sweet as it drifts on the wind,
And we share in the moment what could be forever,
I know that gypsy's your name,
I know that gypsy's your name.
Something then tells me to come closer still,
To the light that I see in your eyes,
And I don't know what draws me - but I feel your need,
As the full moon is starting to rise,
And the fire builds inside as the moon starts to rise,
my perfume is sweet as it drifts on the wind,
And we share in the moment what could be forever,
You know that gypsy's my name,
You know that gypsy's my name.
How could I have known how could I have imagined,
I would end up with you in my arms,
Gliding on mystical winds of the night,
Like two swirling leaves in the storm,
And the fire builds inside as the moon starts to rise,
Your perfume is sweet as it drifts on the wind,
And we share in the moment what could be forever,
I know that gypsy's your name,
I know that gypsy's your name.
There's a night owl above me as I take your hand,
And I'll give you my love for tonight,
But you know the fire calls me to begin a new dance,
I'll be gone with the first morning light,
And the fire builds inside as the moon starts to rise,
my perfume is sweet as it drifts on the wind,
And we share in the moment what could be forever,
And you know now that gypsy's my name,
And you know now that gypsy's my name.
© J. L. Paulet 1992
