they built them there a hatchins tan
with concrete base and barbed wire surround
no more were they a free race lore
with open Sky's and heather floor
now they partook the gorja ways
so its kushti bok and taxing days
no more the traditions of the gypsy clan
for now they twer part of the master plan
the 1994 act was introduced
to rob them of their rights and truce
each one imprisoned like a criminal for their nomadic ways
like a fortress camp in a Freeman's grave
the traditional skills were just old hat
their weaving baskets and ladies hats
no more the land to plant n sow
with ponies braided for to show
still the dreams live on in Romany
like the life of the poor old didikie
where wagons rolled and stories told
in the past down gypsy roads
they built them there a hatchins tan
with concrete base and barbed wire surround
no more were they a free race lore
with open Sky's and heather floor
now they partook the gorja ways
so its kushti bok and taxing days
no more the traditions of the gypsy clan
for now they twer part of the master plan
the 1994 act was introduced
to rob them of their rights and truce
each one imprisoned like a criminal for their nomadic ways
like a fortress camp in a Freeman's grave
the traditional skills were just old hat
their weaving baskets and ladies hats
no more the land to plant n sow
with ponies braided for to show
still the dreams live on in Romany
like the life of the poor old didikie
where wagons rolled and stories told
in the past down gypsy roads
they built them there a hatchins tan
with concrete base and barbed wire surround
no more were they a free race lore
with open Sky's and heather floor
now they partook the gorja ways
so its kushti bok and taxing days
no more the traditions of the gypsy clan
for now they twer part of the master plan
the 1994 act was introduced
to rob them of their rights and truce
each one imprisoned like a criminal for their nomadic ways
like a fortress camp in a Freeman's grave
the traditional skills were just old hat
their weaving baskets and ladies hats
no more the land to plant n sow
with ponies braided for to show
still the dreams live on in Romany
like the life of the poor old didikie
where wagons rolled and stories told
in the past down gypsy roads