Went to see the gypsy   Stayin' in a big hotel   He smiled when he saw me coming   And he said "Well, well, well"   His room was dark and crowded   Lights were low and dim   "How are you?" he said to me   I said it back to him      I went down to the lobby   To make a small call out   A pretty dancing girl was there   And she began to shout   "Go on back to see the gypsy   He can move you from the rear   Drive you from your fear   Bring you through the mirror   He did it in Las Vegas   And he can do it here"      Outside the lights were shining   On the river of tears   I watched them from the distance   With music in my ears      I went back to see the gypsy   It was nearly early dawn   The gypsy's door was open wide   But the gypsy was gone   And that pretty dancing girl   She could not be found   So I watched that sun come rising   From that little Minnesota town   From that little Minnesota town