(J.W. Bullington)

There's a place just down the street for the lonesome
Where the sad and broken hearts come in
To pay a little Gypsy woman a dollar
She'll tell me how to start a new life again.

Goin' down to that place for the lonesome
Have my future read from the palm of my hand
Please tell me good news Gypsy woman
That my sweet love's a comin' home again.

God only knows of my big trouble
I thought I had a true love a love that'll never end
Heaven only knows how much I miss her
Gypsy woman say she's comin' home again.

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When she left last night in walked sorrow
With the pain so great I can hardly stand
Maybe there will be a brighter tomorrow
Gypsy woman will she be home again.

God only knows of my big trouble
I thought I had a true love a love that'll never end
Heaven only knows how much I miss her
Gypsy woman say she's comin' home again.

Gypsy woman, will she be home again?...