old gypsy woman spoke to me.

I’m walkin', on southern stream, get to the river ‘fore I run too low.
Old gypsy woman spoke to me, lips stained red from a bottle of wine.
“The one that you are looking for, you’re not gonna find her here.”

I’m runnin’, on northeast stream, get to the ocean ‘fore I run too low.
Get to the ocean 'fore I run too low
“The one that you are looking for, you’re not gonna find her here.”

Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said, “You’re a wolf, boy, get out of this town.
You're a wolf."

basically this song completes my life. i love it!