Intro: Am G F E Chorus: A D A D Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians A E God cut us from the same tree A D A D Gypsies and Indians, gypsies and Indians A E No place to go no place to be D Am No place to go no place to be Am E Am I saw her standing by the river, gypsy guitar in her hand E Am She sang a song that would haunt me, again, again and again Chorus I felt the fire in his red skin as we lay down in the sand And we made love by the blood moon, again, again and again Chorus When I awoke he had left me, his arrows lay in the sand I'll pray he'll come back and take me again, again and again Chorus by: Jos Duarte jtduarte1@gmail.com