There were three old gypsies came to our house door
They came brave and boldyAnd the one sang high and the other sang low
And the other sang a raggle
It was upstairs downstairs the lady went
put on her suit of leather"She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsyand there was a cry from around the door It was late that night when the Lord came in
and the servant girl she said to the Lord
inquiring for his lady
"She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsysaddle for me my milkthe brown horse is not speedy"She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsyAnd I will I ride till I seek my bride
he rode North and South also
Now he rode East and he rode West until he came to a wide open plain
"How could you leave your goose feather bed
It was there that he spied his ladyAnd how could you leave your newlyall for a raggle taggle gypsyyour blankets strewn so comely
"What care I for my goose feather bed
in the arms of a raggle taggle gypsywi' blankets strewn so comelytonight I lie in a wide open field How could you leave your house and your land?
How could you leave your moneyall for a raggle taggle gypsyHow could you leave your only wedded Lord What care I for my money"What care I for my house and my land?
I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips
I'm away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o.
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