When that Gypsy Wind starts to blow From New Orleans down to Mexico It reminds me of a girl I knew And some of those crazy things we used to do Backwoods bars where they play all night We'd drink and dance 'til the mornin' light When the sun came up, we'd be kissin' real slow Makes me wonder, yeah, where did those sweet times go? Oh, the moon shone down like a golden gem On her long hair, wet from a midnight swin She would always be wild, she would always be free She'll always be mine in my memory Late at night, when the warm winds blow I sit and listen to the river flow And it reminds me of a girl I knew And some of those crazy things we used to do Oh, times we laughed, times we cried And so many times we said goodbye She was more than a lover, more than a friend Oh, I wonder if I'll ever see her again When that Gypsy Wind starts to blow From New Orleans down to Mexico It reminds me of a girl I knew And some of those crazy things we used to do Oh, some of those crazy things we used to do When that Gypsy Wind starts to blow From New Orleans down to Mexico It reminds me