In a quaint caravan
There's a lady they call
The Gypsy
She can look in your future
And drive away all your cares
Everything will come right
If you'll only believe
The Gypsy
She could tell at a glance
My heart was so full of tears
She looked at my hand
And told me
My lover was always true
And yet in my heart
I knew, dear
Somebody else was kissing you
Still I'll go there again
Cause I want to believe
The Gypsy
That my lover is true
And will come back to me
Some day
She looked at my hand
And told me
My lover was always true
And yet in my heart
I knew, dear
Somebody else was kissing you
Still I'll go there again
Cause I want to believe
The Gypsy
That my lover is true
And will come back to me
Some day