Silver coins that jingle jangle   Fancy shoes that dance in time   Oh, the secrets of her dark eyes   They did sing a gypsy rhyme      Yellow clover in tangled blossoms   In a meadow silky green   Where she held me to her bosom   Just a boy of seventeen      I recall a gypsy woman   Silver spangles in her eyes   Ivory skin against the moonlight   And the taste of life's sweet wine      Soft breezes blow from fragrant meadows   Stir the darkness in my mind   Oh, gentle woman you sleep beside me   And little know who haunts my mind      Gypsy lady, I hear your laughter   And it dances in my head   While my tender wife and babies   Slumber softly in their bed      I recall a gypsy woman   Silver spangles in her eyes   Ivory skin against the moonlight   And the taste of life's sweet wine