Gypsy Woman

Gypsy woman, call my name.
Tell my fortune true.
Is the future bleak or bright?
Give me just a clue.
As I cross your palm with silver
Free me of my doubt.
Tell me of the deep dark secrets
Lurking all about.
Looking in your sphere of crystal,
Seeing through my soul,
Turning cards upon the table,
Playing out your role.
Gypsy woman, can you hear me
In your trance so deep?
Offer hope to all who pay you.
Never let them weep.

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