Black days kill sunny skies
The rainbow hides, and dies
Thunder cries, she has no care
That barefoot gypsy girl

She dances, lightning strikes
Wildflowers at her feet
Rain-soaked skin, hear her sing
That barefoot gypsy girl

Clashing storm bangs like a drum
Meadow green, her stage
Raven hair, emerald eyes
That barefoot gypsy girl

Antique, mobile traveller's home
A caravan, a crystal ball
Home the romany road ahead
That barefoot gypsy girl

Lucky heather, bound by pegs
Selling at the travelling fair
Bringing the luck of the Irish
That barefoot gypsy girl