And where,
where, where is my gypsy wife tonight?
I've heard all the wild reports,
but they can't be right
But whose head is this she's dancing with
on the threshing floor?
Whose darkness deepens in
her arms just a little more?
And where,
where is my gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my gypsy
wife tonight?
Oh, the silver knives are flashing
in the tired old café
A ghost climbs on the table
in a bright old knappy chair
And she says, my body's the light
She said, my body is the way
I raise my arms against it all
And I catch the bright's bouquet
So where, where is my gypsy
wife tonight?
Where, where is my gypsy wife tonight?
So where,
where is my gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my gypsy
wife tonight?
It's too early for the rainbow,
too early for the dawn
These are your final days,
this is the darkness, this is the flood
And there is no man,
no woman can beat us
But you will come between them
You will surely be judged so well
Where is my gypsy wife tonight?
Oh, where, where is my gypsy wife
tonight?
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