Gypsy Rose Songtext
von Tracy Grammer

My love is like a gypsy rose
Wild is the only way he grows
Out where the sweet July wind blows
He blooms over yonder

His voice is like a mountain stream
Washes me clear, washes me clean
I walk along the bank serene
Where he will wander

′Cause there is no hill high as the moon
No river deeper than the sea
No shooting star, reckless in flight
Burns in the night
Wild is the love he gave to me
Only the rain knows where he goes
Thunder and me
Ramblin' with my gypsy rose


And on the day that we were wed
Up to the altar he was led
Lay like a prisoner in my bed
Oh, how he shivered

So I built a house to keep him in
Guarded him from the sun and wind
But in the autumn he grew thin
In winter he withered

′Cause there is no hill high as the moon
No river deeper than the sea
No shooting star, reckless in flight
Burns in the night
Wild is the love he gave to me
Only the rain knows where he goes
Thunder and me
Ramblin' with my gypsy rose

My love was buried in the spring
I see his face in blossoming things
One night I thought I heard him sing
Down in the hollow


Now it's been thirty years and three
Every night he calls to me
And for as long as I shall be
Well, I know I′ll follow

′Cause there is no hill high as the moon
No river deeper than the sea
No shooting star, reckless in flight
Burns in the night
Wild is the love he gave to me
Only the rain knows where he goes
Thunder and me
Ramblin' with my gypsy rose