Went To See The Gypsy - Bob Dylan
    I went to see the gypsy
    Stayin' in a big hotel
    He smiled when he saw me comin'
    An' he said "Well, well, well"
    His room was dark an' crowded
    Lights were low an' dim
    "How are you?", he said to me
    I said it back to him.

    I went down to the lobby
    To make a small call out
    A pretty dancin' girl was there
    An' she began to shout
    "Go on back to see the gypsy,
    He can move you from the rear
    Drive you from your fear
    Bring you thru the mirror
    He did it in Las Vegas
    An' he could do it here."

    Outside the lights were shinin'
    On a river of tears
    I watched them from a distance
    With the music in my ears.

    I went back to see the gypsy
    It was nearly early dawn
    The gypsy's door was opened wide
    But the gypsy was gone
    An' that pretty dancin' girl
    She could not be found
    So i watched that sun come rising
    From that little Minnesota town
    From that little Minnesota town.


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