Lady Gypsy

Lady Gypsy - David Brent

Written by：Ricky Gervais

When I had known only

Eighteen summers

I headed west through the

Whitley wood

To make my fortune and

To find a lover

And to lead the best life a young man could

Ly ly ly ly ly ly ly

Oh ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly ly

And by the lakeside just south of Didcot

I spied an angel who was standing there

She was a traveller

But she was pretty

And clean

She was in the water washing her hair

I lost my heart to a lady gypsy

So long ago I forget her name

But I

Still remember the

Smell of the flowers

And the way my life would never be the same

She laid me down on a bed of heather

She said please be careful this is what I sell

I said you're a hooker

She said no I mean the heather

I sell the heather like a lucky spell

I said but to be clear then

The sex is free yes

She said yes the sex is free

The heather's a pound

I said I don't need no heather

And if I did I would just pick some it's free

It's growing in the ground

I lost my heart to a lady gypsy

So long ago I forget her name

But I

Still remember the

Smell of the flowers

And the way my life would never be the same

I lost my heart to a lady gypsy

So long ago I forget her name

But I

Still remember the

Smell of the flowers

And the way my life would never be the same

When I had known only

Eighteen summers