If You’ll Be My Gypsy


A road song with a bucket list filled with dreams and detours. I was in a romantic mood.

  1. If you’ll be my gypsy I’ll be your violin
    We’ll drive around the country see what trouble we get in
    You’ll do some tarot reading and I will play a tune
    At night we’ll camp out in the park
    And love each other listening to
    The wolves howl at the moon

    2. Maybe we’ll go to Montreal and see my sister there
    Philosophy on St Denis and wine and cheese with flair
    Try to speak our mangled French and laugh at our accent
    Busk and people watch and figure out the bill and
    How to pay the rent, ooh…

BRIDGE:

Dreamers on the road, fifty on the list
Halfway there before we die
Halfway there after we kiss
Queen Anne’s lace decorates the hill
Your hair in sunlight fascinates me still

3. Flash our eyes at strangers make friends with farmer’s wives
Who’ll feed us with their dinners and talk about their lives
Swimming naked nightly in Lake Ontario
Hear the morning starlings and loiter in the villages
Like we’ve no place to go

If you’ll be my gypsy
If you’ll be my gypsy
If you’ll be my gypsy
If you’ll be my gypsy
I’ll be your violin

© 2016 words and music by Edward Moll (SOCAN)