Enchanted Gypsy 
Words & music by Donovan 

A day once dawned 
As sleepers yawned 
A day of leaves so greeny, O 
That a man rode high 
In a tinker's sky 
And bade me to go a-running, O 
To follow the path of the gypsy, O 
Seaweed clings to ruby rings 
On the fingers of my lady, O 
And the people in the town 
They would not look round 
To see me go a searching, O 
To follow the path of the gypsy, O 

I passed a glade 
And took me shade 
Beneath an oak so twisty, O 
And a vision I saw as a crow did caw 
No more need I go a-searching , O 
To follow the enchanted gypsy, O 

Seaweed clings to ruby rings 
On the fingers of my lady, O 
And the people in the town 
They would not look round 
To see me go a searching, O 
To follow the path of the gypsy, O 

His caravan was painted by a hand 
That's touched every pebble in the ocean, O 
And the pictures there 
They move in thin air 
There forever a-telling, O 
The tales of the enchanted gypsy, O 

Seaweed clings to ruby rings 
On the fingers of my lady, O 
And the people in the town 
They would not look round 
To see me go a searching, O 
To follow the path of the gypsy, O 

Seaweed clings to ruby rings 
On the fingers of my lady, O 
And the people in the town 
They would not look round 
To see me go a searching, O 
To follow the path of the gypsy, O