Well I got me a southern lady.

She's my gypsy belle from tennessee.

She's got long dark hair and skinny legs.

Lord she sets my spirit free.

Well she knows I like that good ol' whiskey,

And she knows what I'm lookin' for.

She's the finest lookin' little lady.

Well a man could never wish for more.

Gypsy belle you know I love her.

She's my lady from tennessee.

And I know I'm always thinking of her.

Gypsy belle you're the one for me.

Yes I know I ain't got much money,

But she makes me feel rich at heart.

Living with this kind o' lady

Make any man reach the top.

Yes I know it ain't comin' easy

Lord I ask "who's to tell"?

If I ever make a lot o' money,

Well I'd give it to my gypsy belle.

Gypsy belle you know I love her.

She's my lady from tennessee.

And I know I'm always thinking of her.

Gypsy belle you're the one for me.

Gypsy belle you know I love her.

She's my lady from tennessee.

And I know I'm always thinking of her.

Gypsy belle you're the one for me.