- 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