I recall a gypsy woman
Whom everyone considered a coward of the county
And Reuben James who walks pieces on my mind
When come early morning I’ll be satisfied
Wearing my coat of many colours
Thence, teardrops will be pennies,
Fate will make Amanda a gentleman’s wife,
When you took the right time to leave me Lucy
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I would like to translate this poem
Fun little poem about country music. Enjoyed reading it. You might like my poems COUNTRY CROONERS and I WANT TO SING WITH WILLIE.