Paul Gordon - The Gypsy lyrics

[Paul Gordon - The Gypsy lyrics]

I see a flame in the palm of your hand
Oh sister
You're peevish and puny and spoiled and bland
Oh sister you have no principles
You have no taste
Your education was truly a waste
Don't be upset, girls, this has to be faced
Sweet sisters
I see a man in your future, my dear
Auspicious
But his claims of wealth and title I fear
Fictitious
You marry the scoundrel, and soon after that
You bear him a child and then you get fat
Lucky for you he leaves both of you flat
Dear lady
I see a journey you're planning to take
Oh sister
Believe me, my child, it's a fatal mistake
Oh sister the road holds great danger
You'd better stay here
There's someone you long to be close to
My dear
He's not so far out of reach as you fear
Dear sister

And who might he be, mother?

I'm getting tired of this masquerade
Oh sister
Do you forgive me for this odd charade
Dear sister

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