Lyrics：Box/Byron
Music：Box/Byron
I was only seventeen,
I fell in love with a gypsy queen.
She told me - hold on!
Her father was the leading man,
said 'You're not welcome on our land.'
and then as a foe, he told me to go
He took me to a little shack
and put a whip across my back
then told her - leave me.
I was out for quite a time,
came back with her on my mind.
Sweet little girl - she means all the world.
Though I want my gypsy queen,
will she still be torn between
her father and mother?
One day I will go to him
strong enough to fight and win.
The kind of a man that he'll understand.