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You could hear the hoof beats pound
As they raced across the ground
And the clatter of the wheels
As they spun round and round
And he galloped into Market Street
His badge upon his chest
His name was Ernie
And he drove the fastest milkcart in the west

Now Maria was a high class gypsy,
she sold gold earings from a stall,
Her mother had a cut-glass eye,
her father had a crystal ball.

I took Maria to a fancy dress dance, it was a very swell affair,
All the girls had to wear a dress the same colour as their escort's hair.
There was a commotion in the ballroom at the palace,

Moving On Again

Chorus
Here I stand at the railroad track,
The memory of her, it keeps calling me back.
And hoo-ee goes that old freight train,
Telling me I should be moving on again, and on.

Outside a bar in Toledo, where you had had more than your fill,
A man stood rotating a chicken on a flaming-hot infrared grill.
You staggered up to him and shouted, with a voice just like a town crier,
You said, "Hey, mate, your barrel organ is broken, what's more your monkey's on fire."

But the Andalucian gypsies have a saying so old but so true,
That for every man there's a woman, and my darling I've chosen you.