THE LITTLE GYPSY
Reading edition
Oh! Nina can dance with a gay Spanish dash, In her bright scarlet dress with broad yellow sash, And black curls a-flying and eyes dark as sloes, And music’s soft rhythm in her little toes. Oh! Nina can sing as she strums her guitar, And sweet songs of Seville float in from afar, The melody falls from her soft southern tongue, And birdlings are silent till her song is sung. Oh! Nina can play on her wee castanets, The gay tarantella my heart ne’er forgets, As forth on the highway I laughingly fare, With sweet Nina and youth and love everywhere.