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Hey, the gypsy, won't you come down by the fire
Under the moonlight night
I wanna hear all of your stories
I wanna know where you've been
I wanna know where you're going
Come on, gypsy
Won't you tell me?
Are you heading down south
Where crops grow tall and green
Are you heading up north
Where the snow is so thick
That you can hardly see
With your suitcase in your tighted clothes
I can tell that you've been on the road
Won't you tell me other melodies
You can singing from your soul
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