Ten years before my time
I Sang A Song to A friend of mine
About A girl working for a dime
I Didn't know the gypsy girl
But I knew about her kind of thrill
Her love was cheap
And always up for sale
OOh Picture this I was alone
But when I fell in love
I was alone
OOh with my gypsy girl
Now gypsy lady
Lost her soul
And she's so scared of growing old
Her word's for me dont age they turn to gold
Gypsy girl with raven hair
Holds my hope into the air
She's the one that never seemed to care
OOh Picture this
I'am not alone
when I sing this song
I'm not alone with my gypsy girl
With my gypsy girl
La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La
La La La La La La La La
OOh Picture This
I'm not alone
When I sing you a song
I'm not alone with my gypsy girl
My gypsy girl