Gypsy Love Song - The Isley Brothers

The birds of the forest are calling for thee

And the shades and the glades are lonely

Summer is there with her blossoms fair

And you are absent only

No bird that nests in the greenwood tree

But sighs to greet you and kiss you

All the violets yearn, yearn for your safe return

But most of all I miss you

Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart

Dream of the field and the grove

Can you hear me?

Hear me in that dreamland

Where your fancies rove

Slumber on, my little gypsy sweetheart

Wild little woodland dove

Can you hear the love song that tells you

All my heart’s true love?

The fawn that you tamed has a look in its eyes

That doth say, «We are too long parted»

Songs that are trolled by our comrades old

Are not now as they were light hearted

The wild rose fades in the leafy shades

Its ghost will find you and haunt

All the friends say come, come to your woodland home

And most of all I want you