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 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 you see she looked at my hand and told me that my baby would always be true and yet in my heart i knew dear that 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