The Dark Eyed Gypsy

Oh, there were three gypsies, lived in the East

And they were braw and bonny, oh

And they sang so sweet at the castle gate

That they won the heart of the lady, oh

Well, she gave to them of the sparkling wine

And she gave to them of the brandy, oh

And the gay gold ring that the lady wore

Well, she gave to the dark-eyed gypsy, oh

When the lord of the castle, he came in

All enquiring for his lady, oh

"She is gone, she is gone," said the young serving boy

She’s away with the dark-eyed gypsy, oh

Come saddle to me the milk-white steed

The bay is ne’er so speedy, oh

I will ride all the day and the whole long night

Till I find my own wedded lady, oh

Well, Charles put spurs into his horse

And oh, how he rode so speedy, oh

Until he fell in with his own wedded love

In the arms of the dark-eyed gypsy, oh

"Are you going to forsake your house and your land?

Are you going to forsake your children three?"

"I would leave them all for the one I love

And I’ll follow the dark-eyed gypsy, oh"

Last night, I lay on a fine feather bed

With my own wedded lord beside me, oh

But this night, I lie on the cold barren floor

In the arms of me dark-eyed gypsy, oh