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There was three old gypsies came to our hall door They came brave and boldly-o And the one sang high and the other sang low And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o It was upstairs, downstairs the lady went Put on her suit of leather-o And there was a cry frae around the door "She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!" It was late that night when the Lord came in Enquiring for his lady-o And the servant girl she said to the Lord "She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!" "Then saddle for me my big white horse My brown horse is not speedy-o And I will ride till I seek my bride She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!" Now he rode East and he rode West He rode South in an old string vest Until he came to a wide open plain It was there that he spied his lady-o "Tell me how could you leave your goose-feather bed Your blankets strewn so comely-o? And how could you leave your only wedded Lord All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?" "Well what care I for my goose-feather bed Wi' blankets strewn so comely-o? Tonight I lie in a wide open field In the arm of a raggle taggle gypsy-o!" "Tell me how could you leave your house and your land? How could you leave your money-o? And how could you leave your only wedded Lord All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?" "What care I for my house and my land? What care I for my money-o? I'd rather hae a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips I'm away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!" "How could you leave your house and your land? How could you leave your money-o? How could you leave your only wedded Lord All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?" "Well what care I for my house and my land? What care I for my money-o? I'd rather hae a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips I'm away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!" "How could you leave your house and your land? How could you leave your money-o? How could you leave your only wedded Lord All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?" "Yeah what care I for my house and my land? What care I for my money-o? Tonight I lie in a wide open field In the arm of a raggle taggle gypsy-o!" She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o!
Writer(s): Dp, Michael Scott, Stephen Patrick Wickham, Anthony Silvester Thistlethwaite, Colin Blakey, Trevor Hutchinson, Sharon Shannon, Noel Bridgmann Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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