Do you remember the Gypsy poet Queen
with her words of love she set the scene
the caravans gathered on the old wareham bye pass
with their homes of freedom and their wheels on grass
the view of canford hills of lodge
the windy tracks on the land of God
she wrote the anthems and the folk trail ends
where the dartford warbler thrilled around each bend
they came to visit her the young and wise
with the dust of love within their eyes
she played and sung the words of rhyme
memories of another age another time
the Seegers came to bend their ears
the sixties vogue in the protest years
the traditions streteched and the words were wise
they crafted melodies and turned the tide
the Dorset gypsy queen of poetry
sat and talked amongst birch white trees
the guitars strummed and their voices thrilled
the campfires lit and the rolling wheels
the Manning's heath just a stone throw away
where as a child i ran and played
the music lived within their hearts
the gypsy song and the horse and carts
then the master artistes performed her songs
the gypsy queen with lilt so strong
the heathers bend and the lizards squirmed
amongst the adders and fast slow worms
gone are the travelers who played that day
amongst the gorse on the great highway