- Votes:
 - Composer:
 - Bob Dylan
 
- Genres:
 - 60s
 - Rock
 
- Tags:
 - bob dylan cover
 - classic rock
 - folk rock
 
- See also:
 
The Byrds - Spanish Harlem Incident lyrics
Gypsy gal, the hands of Harlem
 Cannot hold you to it's heat
 Your temperature's too hot for taming
 Your flaming feet are burning up the street
 I am homeless come and take me
 Into the reach of your rattling drums
 I gotta know babe all about my fortune
 Down along my restless palms
 Gypsy gal, you've got me swallowed
 I have fallen far beneath
 Your pearly eyes so fast and slashing
 And your flashing diamond teeth
 The Byrds - Spanish Harlem Incident - http://motolyrics.com/the-byrds/spanish-harlem-incident-lyrics.html
 The night is pitch black, come and make my
 Pale face fit in the place, ah please
 I gotta know babe, I'm nearly drowning
 If it's you, my lifelines trace
 I've been wonderin' all about me
 Ever since I seen you there
 On the cliffs of your wildcat charms I'm riding
 I know I'm 'round you but I don't know where
 You have slayed me, you have made me
 I got to laugh halfways off my heels
 I got to know babe, will you surround me?
 So I can know if I'm really real














