it’s a hard road leads to spirit hollow
it’s the last best kiss of winter
this bitter breeze that blows
and even though he knows that she will never follow
it’s the changin of the year / that sets his mind to go
so he makes his way from aspen over natchez
and he sends his love a letter
but no answer ever comes
and so he listens for a whisper in the branches
and the rustlin of the needles / in the noonday sun
CHORUS:
and the light when it shines / through the proud dixie pines
paints her face in the flash and the shadow
and he stares down the wind / till he’s waltzin once again
with the gypsy Girl From Golden, Colorado
it was in the holy season of the harvest
that he found her in the meadow
overlooking boulder bridge
she was weavin lady slippers into garlands
singin “bringin in the sheaves” / along the chloe ridge
CHORUS:
now the light when it shines / through the proud dixie pines
paints her face in the flash and the shadow
and he stares down the wind / till he’s waltzin once again
with the gypsy Girl From Golden, Colorado
INSTRUMENTAL VERSE
the hinges on the northern gate need mendin
sheep have gone to pasture, but the grass has burned to brown
and still this cinder summer shows no sign of endin
the days turn like molasses / nothin makes a sound
CHORUS:
but the light when it shines / through the proud dixie pines
paints her face in the flash and the shadow
and he stares down the wind / till he’s waltzin once again
with the gypsy Girl From Golden, Colorado
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Lyrics submitted by robyn lydick.