The Gipsy's Warning

1. Do not trust him gentle lady, Tho’ his voice be low and sweet, Heed not him who kneels before you, Gently pleading at your feet; Now thy life is in its morning, Cloud not this thy happy lot ... Listen to the gipsy’s warning, Gentle lady, trust him not, Listen to the gipsy’s warning, Gentle lady, trust him not!

2. Do not turn so coldly from me, I would only guard thy youth, From his stern and with'ring power, I would only tell thee truth; I would shield thee from all danger, Save thee from the tempter’s snare, Lady shun that dark-eyed stranger, I have warned thee, now beware! Lady shun that dark-eyed stranger, I have warned thee, now beware!

3. Lady, once there lived a maiden, Pure and bright, and like thee, fair; But he woo'd, and woo'd, and won her, Filled her gentle heart with care. Then he heeded not her weeping, Nor cared he, her life to save, Soon she perished, now she’s sleeping In the cold and silent grave. Soon she perished, now she’s sleeping In the cold and silent grave.

4. Keep thy gold, I do not wish it,- Lady, I have prayed for this, For the hour when I might foil him, Rob him of expected bliss, Gentle lady, do not wonder At my words so cold and wild,- Lady, in that green grave yonder, Lies the gipsy’s only child. Lady, in that green grave yonder Lies the gipsy’s only child.