Floretta

Floretta:
A wandering vagrant am I,
A product of sheriff's evictions
A gypsy by birth,
I have roamed half the earth,
Telling fortunes and telling predictions

My skill is a magical art,
I'm not just a usual swami
I don't entertain with fake legerdemain,
And my breath doesn't reek of salami

Gypsies:
Floretta, Floretta,
The gypsy is here
In telling your fortune,
She's made her career

Your past and your future,
She quickly can see,
She knows all that has been
And what is to be

Floretta, Floretta,
Of brilliant renown,
For Mary's good fortune
That she is in town

Floretta:
The Past and the Future,
I quickly can see
One glance at your palm,
and it's all known to me

Come forward, my lovely young maid
Your name, as I make out is Mary
I see in your palm,
You're lonesome for Tom,
crying over his obituary

But your darling Tom is alive!

Villagers:
What? What?

Floretta:
Yes!
And I can see much love and laughter,
This line of your life
Shows that you'll be Tom's wife
And forever live happily after

Gypsies:
Floretta, Floretta,
Of brilliant renown,
It's Mary's good fortune
That she is in town

Your past and your future,
She quickly can see,
She knows all that has been a
And what is to be

Floretta:
Now, this is a palm of a cad,
A sly, reprobate, and mean one
Corrupt and malicious,
Conniving and vicious,
A scoundrel if ever I've seen one

He seeks a young maid for his wife
While plotting her sweetheart's abduction
The crimes he involved will one day be solved,
And result in his utter destruction

Gypsies:
Floretta, Floretta, of brilliant renown,
Old Barnaby’s sorry that she came to town

Floretta:
Observe now, dear friends,
And please try to stay calm,
Good-bye to Floretta

Tom:
And hello to Tom!