I´m walkin´ on a southern stream,
Get to the river ´fore I run too low
I´m walkin´ on a 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
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"
The one that you are looking for,
You´re not gonna find her here... here..."

I´m runnin´ on a northeast stream,
Get to the ocean ´fore I run too low
I´m runnin´ on a 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"
"The one that you are looking for,
You´re not gonna find her here... here..."

Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said,
"You´re a wolf, boy, get out of this town"
Old gypsy woman spoke to me, said,
"You´re a wolf, boy, get out of this town"
"You´re a wolf, boy, get out of this town"
"You´re a wolf, boy, get out of this town"
"You´re a wolf"
"You´re a wolf"
"You´re a wolf"
"You´re a wolf"