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 go 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 then all that onces 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 some day she looked at my hand and told me my lover was always true then all that onces i knew dear somebody else was kissing you but i ll go there again cause i got to believe the gypsy that my lover is true and will come back to me some day that my lover is true and will come back to me some day