I went to the Gypsy’s
Gypsy settin’ all alone
I said, Tell me, Gypsy
When will my gal be home?

Gypsy said, Silver
Put some silver in my hand
And I’ll look into the future
And tell you all I can

I crossed her palm with silver
Then she started in to lie
She said, Now, listen, Mister
She’ll be here by and by

Aw, what a lie!

I been waitin’ and a—waitin’
And she ain’t come home yet
Something musta happened
To make my gal forget

Uh! I hates a lyin’ Gypsy
Will take good money from you
Tеll you pretty stories
And take your monеy from you–
But if I was a Gypsy
I would take your money, too