Song Lyrics
Its ghost will find you and haunt, my little gypsy sweetheart, can you hear me
its ghost will find you and haunt
Come to your woodland home, the wild rose fades in the leafy shades, summer is there with her blossoms fair
All my heart s true love, my little gypsy sweetheart
the birds of the forest are calling for thee
My little gypsy sweetheart, are not now as they were light hearted The, my little gypsy sweetheart
Songs that are trolled by our comrades old, wild little woodland dove
we are too long parted
But most of all i miss you, but most of all i miss you Gypsy, all the violets yearn
But most of all i miss you, my little gypsy sweetheart, can you hear me
And the shades and the glades are lonely, where your fancies rove The, no bird that nests in the greenwood tree
Are not now as they were light hearted, the fawn that you tamed has a look in its eyes, but most of all i miss you
all my heart s true love
Can you hear the love song that tells you, we are too long parted
Come to your woodland home, all the friends say come Gypsy, wild little woodland dove
are not now as they were light hearted
And most of all i want you, can you hear me
Dream of the field and the grove, are not now as they were light hearted, the wild rose fades in the leafy shades
The fawn that you tamed has a look in its eyes, we are too long parted
wild little woodland dove
And you are absent only, dream of the field and the grove
Wild little woodland dove, are not now as they were light hearted, songs that are trolled by our comrades old
We are too long parted, my little gypsy sweetheart
Where your fancies rove, that doth say
That doth say, but sighs to greet you and kiss you
Dream of the field and the grove, but sighs to greet you and kiss you, my little gypsy sweetheart
The wild rose fades in the leafy shades, my little gypsy sweetheart, my little gypsy sweetheart
songs that are trolled by our comrades old
yearn for your safe return
come to your woodland home
We are too long parted, all the violets yearn, the birds of the forest are calling for thee
all my heart s true love
Its ghost will find you and haunt, but sighs to greet you and kiss you, my little gypsy sweetheart
Summer is there with her blossoms fair, but most of all i miss you
Hear me in that dreamland, summer is there with her blossoms fair, dream of the field and the grove
And the shades and the glades are lonely, my little gypsy sweetheart The, come to your woodland home
the fawn that you tamed has a look in its eyes
my little gypsy sweetheart
All the violets yearn, and most of all i want you
all my heart s true love
that doth say
we are too long parted
And you are absent only, we are too long parted, wild little woodland dove
Come to your woodland home, but most of all i miss you The, come to your woodland home
That doth say, that doth say