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