Blue Cheer - Fortunes Lyrics


Blue Cheer Lyrics

Fortunes Lyrics
(Dickie Peterson)

I had to try the Gypsy

I wanna have my fortune told

She said, "what kind of love for

I would surely sell my soul.





Your girl, she is gone

Your best friend just left town

And your standin' in the middle

Turn around."





Well I ain't superstitious

My boots' in my bag

My heat she has left me

And ain't never coming back.





That's alright with me

I don't wanna see you no more

I got no good news woman

That's for sure.





Gypsy, Gypsy tell me

Now what I have in store

Well, will I be a rich man

Or will I make it be poor?





She said, "Son you're a mighty young man

But there's a lot you don't understand

The fate of every man

Is in his own hands."


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