<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536050" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Gypsy Woman</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Gypsy Woman</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Madam Bushka she called herself<br>As she pulled a book from the shelf<br>Look into the crystal ball<br>It will reveal it all</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Let me read the lines in your hand<br>Look on and I’ll tell you a story young man<br>Sit, sit this won’t take long<br>Words to my ears like a love song</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Look here and you will see<br>Your past, present, and your future history<br>Look into my eyes I was told<br>She saw I was hurting, bitter, and cold</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Hatred, contempt she saw in my heart<br>These ill feelings shall tear you apart<br>Live and let die she said to me<br>Better things are ahead you’ll see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I see money more than you could spend<br>I see cars, boats, around the bend<br>I see you on a horse on twenty acres of land<br>Only if you put more money in my hand</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All these things shall come to pass<br>But nothing from nothing can ever last<br>Sensual words flew from her lips<br>When she said these things are at my finger tips</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I couldn’t believe my ears nor eyes<br>All she said must be lies<br>No my son she said to me<br>Just believe and you shall see</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Only one thing I ask of you<br>Give unto me what is due<br>I sat for awhile and I wondered<br>What could she want my first child I pondered</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then she took a sip of red wine<br>And said no just what is rightfully mine<br>Listen my son and listen well<br>Pay now or dam your soul to hell</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My pockets ran dry and I ran a cold sweat<br>A dreadful night if I could only forget<br>How could I lose everything I had<br>Wishful thinking from a young lad</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Wilfred+Mellers">Wilfred Mellers</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=536050" data-title="Gypsy Woman de Wilfred Mellers" data-description="Gypsy Woman Madam Bushka she called herself As she pulled a book from the shelf Look into the crystal ball It will reveal it all Let me read the lines in your hand Look on and I’ll tell you a story young man Sit, sit this won’t take long Wor..."></div> </div> </div>

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