The Virgin And The Gypsy Lyrics

A gypsy compliment for (kneel down)

The scent of tyranny's daughter (we are found)

At seventeen were bled in wild cream

Passing milk thistle by

Fox on the run

Old ragged robin fliesHackett Steve - The Virgin And The Gypsy - http://motolyrics.com/hackett-steve/the-virgin-and-the-gypsy-lyrics.html

Virtue undone

A garland of green flowers (field of lime)

Surround a silver smoke tree (yours and mine)

Sweet marigold, not easy to find

Passing milk thistle by