On a moon spattered road in her parrot rebozo Gypsy Scotty is driving his big long yellow car She flies like a bird over her shoulder She whispers in his ear, boy, you are my star CHORUS In the bone colored dawn Me and Gypsy Scotty are singin' The radio is playing She left her shoes out in the back He tells me a story about some girl he knows in Kentucky He just made that story up; there ain't no girl like that CHORUS and fade NOTE: You can try changing from Am to Am7 in the verses to gi (guitartabs.cc)