| Oh Gypsy heart when you hear
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| The whistle of a train
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| You forget the promise that you made
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| Down in lover’s lane
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| You forget the kiss is warm
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| The way you held her in your arms
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| You forget the way you thrilled her heart
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| With all your gypsy charms
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| Ou ou oow
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| Hear the whistle blow
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| Ou ou oow
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| Away, away you go
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| Gypsy heart, oh you want love
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| But not just any kind
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| You’ll be the death of love for me
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| Oh gypsy heart of mine
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| I met a girl Birmingham
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| With eyes so big and blue
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| I loved her since she said I can not roam
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| My dear, with you
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| She said I want a little home
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| A heart to love and not to roam
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| I’m sure someday you’ll find your own
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| A gypsy heart like you
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| Ou ou oow
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| Hear the whistle blow
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| Ou ou oow
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| Away, away we go
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| Up till now the girls you loved
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| Have been very smart
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| They know even the change of love
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| Can’t bind this gypsy heart
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| Gypsy heart the wind that blows
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| So far across the sea
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| Most of you will come along
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| There’s Pretty things to see
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| In Ireland there are fair colleens
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| And songs of long we know
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| And the lovely ladies down in Spain
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| Oh, gypsy heart let go
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| Ou ou oow
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| Hear the whistle blow
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| Ou ou oow
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| Away, away you go
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| Has been doin' everything
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| Since Noah sailed his ark
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| So we’ll keep rolling 'til we find
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| Another gypsy heart. |