Raggle Taggle Gypsy

There were three young gypsies came to our hall door
They came brave and boldly o
And there's one sang high and the other sang low
And the lady's seen the raggle-taggle gypsy o

It was upstairs and downstairs the lady went
Put on her suit of leather o
It was the cry all around her door
She's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy o

It was late last night that the lord came in
Inquiring for his a-lady o
The serving girls replied to him all
She's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy o

O then saddle for me me milk-white steed
Me big horse is not speedy o
I will ride and I'll seek my bride
She's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy o

O then he rode east and he rode west
He rode north and south also
But when he rode to the wide open field
It was there that he spied his a-lady o

O then why do you leave your house and your land?
Why do you leave you money o?
And why do you leave your only only-wedded lord
All for a raggle-taggle gypsy o?

What do I care for me house and me land?
What do I care for money o?
And what do I care for me only-wedded lord?
I'm away with the raggle-taggle gypsy o

(Well it was there last night you'd a goosefeather bed
With blankets drawn so comely o
Tonight you'll lie in a wide open field
In the arms of your raggle-taggle gypsy o)

(What do I care for a goose-feather bed
With blankets drawn so comely o?
Tonight i'll lie in a wide open field
In the arms of me raggle-taggle gypsy o}

Often you rode east when I rode west
You rode high when I rode low
I'd rather have a kiss of the yellow gypsy's lips
Than all of the cashier's money o

I'd rather have a kiss
I'd rather have a kiss of the yellow gypsy's lips
Than all of the cashier's money o

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