Lyric Gypsy Girl

Ten years before my time,
I sang a song to a friend of mine,
Bout a girl working for a dime

I didn t know
that gypsy girl,
But knew about her kind of thrill
Her love was cheap and
always up for sale

Oh Picture this, I was alone (alone)
When I fell in love
I m was alone (alone),
Oh With my gypsy girl

Now Gypsy lady lost her soul
And she s so scared of growing old
But words don t age for me they
turn to gold

Gypsy Girl with raven hair
Holds my hope into the air
She s the one that never
seems to care

Oh Picture this, I not alone
When I sing your song,
I m not alone,
With my gypsy girl
With my gipsy girl

Oh Picture this, I not alone (alone)
When I sing your song,
I m not alone,
With my gypsy girl
My gipsy girl