I Travel The Road 1925 Peter Dawson

by James Pitt-Payne, London UK - 06 Oct 2006
2006

Through the woods and forest glades,
Gypsies love to ramble;
tread the grasses' dewy blades,
bend the twig and bramble:
Free to roam the lanes and byeways,
bridled paths and lovers' shy ways,
journeying the roads and highways,
till the twilight fades.

My garden the gorse,
my carpet the flowers,
I travel the road "Who cares!"
My candle the moon,
my pillow the leaves,
my slumber the nightowl shares!
The lark in the sky
to call me at dawn,
the scent of the breeze
to bid me "Good morn!"
A gypsy am I,
a wandering by,
I travel the road "Who cares!"

Autumn spreads her perfume rare,
russet leaves are falling;
larks and linnets in the air
to the skies are calling:
To her bed the moon is wending,
day to gypsy folk is sending
skies of blue, for that unending
journey, who knows where!

My garden the gorse,
my carpet the flowers,
I travel the road "Who cares!"
My candle the moon,
my pillow the leaves,
my slumber the nightowl shares!
The lark in the sky
to call me at dawn,
the scent of the breeze
to bid me "Good morn!"
A gypsy am I,
a wandering by,
I travel the road "Who cares!"

Soft karaoke
Words
piano
piano
piano
piano
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I Travel The Road 1925
Music by Pat Thayer
Lyrics by Donovan Parsons
© MCMXXV by Lareine & Co.Ltd.
© MCMXXXII to Keith Prowse & Co.Ltd.
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sequence & karaoke by James Pitt-Payne, London UK
on Friday 06 October 2006 at 9.55am
in association with Doug Grierson
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