harry connick, jr.
the gypsy
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 at once 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 at once 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 