In a quaint caravan there's a lady they call the Gypsy
She can look at 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

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