Back in the Good Old World (Gypsy)

作词 :

When I was a boy

The moon was a pearl

The sun a yellow gold

But when I was a man

The wind blew cold

The hills were upside down

But now that I have gone from here

There's no place I'd rather be

Than to float my chances on the tide

Back in the good old world

On October's last I'll fly back home

Rolling down winding way

Scare crows are all dressed in rags

Out at the edge of the field I lay

And all I've got's a pocket full

Of flowers on my grave

Oh but summer is gone

I remember it best

Back in the good old world

All I've got's a pocket full

Of flowers on my grave

Oh but summer is gone

I remember it best

Back in the good old

World