Teksty: Kitty Wells. Gypsy King.

His laugh was music to my ears it touched like summer sun
But when I looked into his eyes my heart told me to run
For there are so a wanderer a veever of dreams
A restless carefree bagabum a roving gypsy king
He sang me through fairy lands of love while his guitar would ring
Like the tone he soon was gone my roving gypsy king
[ ac.guitar ]
He made no promises to break left no string to untie
And when he was ready there was no goodbye
Knowing I would lose him still I dare to dream

Love would make a prisoner of my roving gypsy king
He sang me through...
Now he's left me all alone my roving gypsy king