Chorus Just a roll, just a roll, Just a roll...
My name is jan the gypsy I travel the land....
I've watched you rise up and i've watched you fall...
Everybody else has gone, But you're still here with me....
We met when you were still a girl In nineteen...
You must philosophise, But why must you bore me to...
One evening fair i took the air Down by blackwaterside...
There is a lonely train called the 3.10 to yuma...
We search for everything Keeping what we would win Orchids...
I can't believe that it's so cold As gentle tides...