k. pedersen the gypsy şarkı sözleri
In the dust of her wagon
Smoke fills the air
The smell of Habanos
Caress her long black hair
She speaks of the future
And things that used to be
Your destiny is in her hands
The gold is in her teeth
It's a gift from the old world
She brought it to this land
A gift or a curse
It's up to you my friend
When she speaks and the magic
Is flying thru the air
Your mind is off on golden teeth
And long black shiny hair
She's a teller of fortune
And she'll tell you the truth
She'll tell you all you wanna hear
You're a seeker of fortune
And you wonder what to do
For twenty she will lay the truth on you
You may think it's a gift
But she thinks it's a curse
It's all she has and all she does
For better or for worse
She tells you your fortune
From the cradle to the hearse
They call her The Gypsy
She calls the Gift a Curse
She's a teller of fortune
And she'll tell you the truth
She'll tell you all you wanna hear
You're a seeker of fortune
And you wonder what to do
For twenty she will lay the truth on you
You're a seeker of fortune
And you wonder what to do
For twenty she will lay the truth on you
