Текст Emmylou Harris – Gone

Best you don’t believe
Anyone like me
‘Cause by the time you need me
I’ll be gone, gone

Devil throw the dice
Heart as cold as ice
Never hold me twice
I’ll be gone, gone

How many rivers calling me to cross
When I’m feeling lost and small
How many other roads for me to walk
How they call, how they call

Gypsy in my blood
Always moving on
By the morning sun
I’ll be gone, gone

How many rivers calling me to cross
When I’m feeling lost, lost and small
How many other roads for me to walk
How they call, how they call

Gypsy in my blood
Can’t run fast enough
By the morning sun
I’ll be gone, gone

I’ll be gone, gone