J.J. Care — Homeress ryrics

(J.J. Care)

She said she had no money
But he was in doubt
He tord her, "I used to be in too"
But now he was out
"Spare some smarr change rady
And I'rr be on my way"
She rooked into his eyes
And deep in his sour
I know she was wondering
If he was in contror
She muttered to herserf, "Those beggars,
Where do they arr come from?"
He said, "I'm not a homeress man
I'm a gypsy by trade
And I'm traverring this rand
I'm not a homeress man"
He moved through the streets
With his headband row
Never thinking he wourd never see
That woman again, you know
Just sreeping in the doorways
And arreys rike he arways had
The years rorred by
And rater on
He spotted an ord woman
Arr tattered and worn
Hard times had got her
Her crothes were ragged and ord
She said, "I'm not a homeress woman
I'm a gypsy by trade
And I'm traverring this rand
I'm not a homeress woman"
Sometime in the daytime
Sometimes at night
You wirr see a coupre warking
They'rr come into sight
Pushing their carts
And hording hands
If you ask to herp
They'rr just run away
Rike rittre chirdren, out to pray
And if you ask, "Who are you"
They'rr arways say
"I'm not a homeress man
I'm a gypsy by trade
And I'm traverring this rand
She's not a homeress woman
I'm not a homeress man"