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    Langston Hughes - Ballad Of The Gypsy


    by poetictouch

    Langston Hughes reads his poem Ballad Of The Gypsy

    Ballad Of The Gypsy
    by Langston Hughes (1902-1967)

    I went to the Gypsy's.
    Gypsy settin' all alone.
    I said, Tell me, Gypsy,
    When will my gal be home?

    Gypsy said, Silver,
    Put some silver in my hand
    And I'll look into the future
    And tell you all I can.

    I crossed her palm with silver,
    Then she started in to lie.
    She said, Now, listen, Mister,
    She'll be here by and by.
    Aw, what a lie!

    I been waitin' and a-waitin'
    And she ain't come home yet.
    Something musta happened
    To make my gal forget.

    Uh! I hates a lyin' Gypsy
    Will take good money from you,
    Tell you pretty stories
    And take your money from you —

    But if I was a Gypsy
    I would take your money, too.