The Gypsy King Lyrics

The Gypsy King lyrics

Drawing a line 

A ship in a harbour 

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?