Lyrics

My father was a captain of a gypsy tribe, you know My mother she gave me some counting to do With a knapsack on my shoulder, I'll bid you all farewell I'll take a trip to London some fortunes to tell As I went walking all down the London street A handsome young lawyer was the first I chanced to meet Was the first I chanced to meet, was the first I chanced to meet A handsome young lawyer was the first I chanced to meet He viewed my purty little brown cheeks for the ones he loved so well Says he, "Little gypsy girl, will you my fortune tell?" Will you my fortune tell, will you my fortune tell? You are a little gypsy girl, will you my fortune tell?" "Oh yes, sir, oh kind sir, hold out to me your hand You have many fine fortunes in a far-off distant land In a far-off distant land, in a far-off distant land You have many fine fortunes in a far-off distant land" "You've courted many fair ladies but you've laid them all aside And I'm a little gypsy girl and the one to be your bride The one to be your bride, the one to be your bride I am a little gypsy girl and the one to be your bride" He took me, he led me to his house on yonder shore While servants stood waiting to open wide the door To open wide the door, to open wide the door While servants stood waiting to open wide the door The bells they did ring and the music it did play It was a celebration of a gypsy's wedding day Of a gypsy's wedding day, of a gypsy's wedding day It was a celebration of a gypsy's wedding day Once I was a gypsy girl, but now I'm a rich man's bride With servants to wait on me while in my carriage ride While in my carriage ride, while in my carriage ride With servants to wait on me while in my carriage ride