There's
a fella waitin' in Poughkeepsie,
an d he's just as
sweet as sweet can be.
He hasn't even been tipsy
since I left him and took to
the sea.
There's an other waitin'
in Pomona,
with the cutest dimple in his chin.
And there's a guy in Daytona
who just waits for my
ship to come in
I miss him on a bright,
I write him every night
But if you held my hand,
I suppose they would all understand
Oh, you mustn't think I'm just a gypsy,
but I really ought to set you right
There's a fella waitin' in Biloxi,
but I'm strictly on my own
tonight
There's a wave who's waitin' in Biloxi,
says she's gonna marry me or bust
We're being married by proxy,
when I find me a wolf I can trust
There's a spar who's
waiting in Waukegan,
who is really different from the rest
I think her last name is Regan,
that's the name
that's tattooed on my chest
A -whackin', hackin' sack,
a -walkin' from Pontiac
I got them here and there,
what the heck,
chicks is chicks anywhere
Some of them are kinda bobby -soxy,
but it may be quite a lengthy fight
There's a wave who's
waitin' in Biloxi
But I'm strictly on my own tonight
There's a sweetheart in for Gypsy
Just as sweet as he can be, you see
He hasn't even been tipsy
Since I left him and took to
the sea
Oh, you mustn't think we're gypsies
But we really ought to set you right
We'll tell it tonight
There's a fella and a gal
Waitin' in for Gipsy
But I'm strictly on my own
Yes, I'm strictly on my own
Oh, we're strictly on our own tonight