From nowhere through the caravan. Round the campfire light. Lovely woman in motion. With hair as dark as night. Her eyes were like that of a cat in the dark. that hypnotized me with love. She was a gypsy woman. She was a gypsy woman. She was a gypsy woman. She was a gypsy woman. She was a gypsy woman. She danced around and round. Guitar's melody. From the fire her face was aglow. How she enchanted me. I'd like to hold her near. And kiss her hair and whisper in her ear. I love you gypsy woman. I love you gypsy woman. I love you gypsy woman. I love you gypsy woman. All through the caravan. She was dancing with all the men. Waiting for the rising sun. Everyone was having fun. Hated to see her go. Knowing that she'll never know. that I love her. that I love her. I love you gypsy woman. I love you gypsy woman. I love you gypsy woman. I love you gypsy woman. Whoever compared it to Part Monkey Part Man hit the nail on the head. It has that same kind of dark mysterious sound. The vocals are soft and understated somewhat reminiscent to those on If I should fall behind or Pony Boy. The song is sung with that nasally twang Bruce has grown so fond of lately..