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Irene

I once knew a lover named Irene
A gypsy to the soles of her feet
I met her in the plaza of the sun
She loved to run more than she loved me

Now she´s gone forever one
She´s here and there and back again
A river on the run

She always said that she could never stay
Where she´d go to she would never say
Sometimes I´d swear that she was just a dream
Then I´d find her lipstick on a glass and smash it all away

Oh sweet Irene don´t spread your wings
Here and there and back again
A ghost upon a dream

Some said stay away from my Irene
Others said she was a gypsy queen
She had seven precious stones upon her hand
As for lovers she had six or seventeen

She´s off again with another man
She´s here and there and back again
A bird across the land

It´s been a year or two since I have seen
the seven precious stones of sweet Irene
If you see her your best turn away
She´ll haunt you wide awaken and in your sleep

But she won´t stay too very late
She´s here and there and back again
She´ll back again someday

She´s here and there and back again
And she´ll return again someday