| Song | Golden Earrings |
| Artist | Peggy Lee |
| Album | The Capitol Years |
| There's a story the gypsies know is true | |
| That when your love wears golden earrings, | |
| He belongs to you. | |
| An old love story that's known to very few, | |
| But if you wear those golden earrings, | |
| Love will come to you. | |
| By the burning fire, they will glow with ev'ry coal. | |
| You will hear desire whisper low inside your soul. | |
| So be my gypsy; | |
| Make love your guiding light, | |
| And let this pair of golden earrings | |
| Cast their spell tonight. |