Silver coins that jingle jingle
Fancy shose that dance in time
Oh the secrets of her dark eyes
They did sing a gypsy thyme
Yellow clover in tangled blossoms
In a melted silky green
Where she held me to her bosom
Just a boy of seventeen
I recall the gypsy woman
Silver spangles in her eyes
Ivory skin against the moonlight
And the taste of lifes sweetwine
Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows
Stir the darkness in my mind
Oh gentle woman you sleep beside me
And little know who haunts my mind
Oh gypsy lady I hear your laughter
And it dances in my head
While my tender wife and baby
Slumber softly in their bed
* Refrain