A gypsy, with a crystal ball to gaze in Can look into the future so they say But I am so afraid of fortune tellers To know the truth might cast my world away Now just suppose I called upon a gypsy To find you're gonna break my heart some day So darling I'm confessing, not knowing is a blessing So you can keep me guessing come what may Now just suppose I called upon a gypsy To find you're gonna break my heart some day So darling I'm confessing, not knowing is a blessing So you can keep me guessing come what may