Lyrics:

(lorence hud)

Published by irving music, inc. - bmi


Lightning smokes on the hillrise

Brought the man with the warning light

Shouting loud 'you had better fly'

While the darkness can help you hide

Trouble's comin' without control

No one's stayin' that's got a hope

Hurricane at the very least

In the words of the gypsy queen


Sign of the gypsy queen

Pack your things and leave

Word of a woman who knows

Take all your gold and you go


Get my saddle and tie it on

Western wind who is fast and strong

Jump on back, he's good and long

We'll resist till we reach the dawn

Running seems like the best offense

Staying just don't make any sense

No one could ever stop it now

Show the cards of the gypsy town


Sign of the gypsy queen

Pack your things and leave

Word of a woman who knows

Take all your gold and you go


Shadows movin' without a sound

From the hold of the sleepless town

Evil seems to be everywhere

Heed the spirit that brought despair

Trouble's comin' without control

No one's stayin' that's got a hope

Hurricane at the very least

In the words of the gypsy queen


Sign of the gypsy queen

Pack your things and leave

Word of a woman who knows

Take all your gold and you go

Sign of the gypsy queen

Pack your things and leave

Word of a woman who knows

Take all your gold and you go

Sign of the gypsy queen

Pack your things and leave

Word of a woman who knows

Take all your gold and you go