The gypsy's wife

And where, where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
I've heard all the wild reports, they can't be right
But whose head, is this she's dancing with on the threshing floor?
Whose darkness deepens in her arms a little more

And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?

Ahh, the silver knives are flashing in that tired old café
A ghost climbs on the table, in bridal negligeé
She says, "My body is the light", she says, "My body is the way"
I raise my arm against it all and I catch the bride's bouquet

And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?

Too early for the rainbow, too early, for the dove
These are the final days, this is the darkness, this is the flood
And there is no man, there is no woman, can't be touched
But you who come between them, will be judged

And where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?
Where, where is my Gypsy wife tonight?