From nowhere through a caravan
around the campfire light,
a lovely woman in motion
with hair as dark as night,
her eyes were like that of a cat in the dark
that hypnotized me with love.
She was a gypsy woman.
She was a gypsy woman.
She danced around and round to a guitar melody.
From the fire her face was all aglow.
How she enchanted me
oh, how I'd like to hold her near
and kiss and forever whisper in her ear.
I love you, gypsy woman.
I love you, gypsy woman.
All through the caravan
she was dancing with all the men,
waiting for the rising sun.
Everyone was having fun.
I hate to see the lady go
knowing she'll never know
that I love her, I love her.
She was a gypsy woman,
a gypsy woman, a gypsy woman, a gypsy woman...
