Lyrics:

The gypsy king cam over the hill*
Defying storm and danger
It seemed to be my lot to fall
In love wi the dark eyed stranger
I gave tae him o the good wheat bread
And he gave tae me the ginger
I gave tae him a better thing
Aa the gold frae off my fingers
And he has asked me tae be his wife
Tae be his honoured lady
He’s asked me tae leave my home and kin
And follow the Gypsy Davy
They tell me tae marry beneath my rank
Is nothing short of danger
But title and gold cannot compare
With my love for the dark-eyed stranger
So she's ta’en off her high-heeled shoes
Aa made wi Spanish leather
She's gone doon in her low-heeled shoes
And they rode off together
They rode high and they rode low
They rode so late and early
They rode till they cam tae the dark blue sea
And oh but she was weary
Said last night I slept in a down-feather bed
An honoured and titled lady
But tonight I'll sleep in the green, green fields
In the arms of my Gypsy Davy
And when the lord cam home in the night
Inquiring for his lady
The servants made him this reply
She's gone wi the Gypsy Davy
Gae saddle tae me my little yellow mare
The grey one's not so speedy
I’ll ride aa day and I’ll ride aa night
And I'll overtake my lady
Well he rode til he cam to the dark blue sea
It looked so dark and dreary
There he spied his own dear bride
By the side of the Gypsy Davy
Oh will you come home, my dear, my love
Will you come home my darlin
I'll keep you safe in a close, close room
Where no man will ever come near you
No I won't come home, my dear, my love
I won’t come home my darlin
If I brew good beer I'll drink the same
And you'll no more come near me
So she's ta’en off her long blue gloves
Aa made wi Spanish leather
She waved fareweel with her little white hands
She waved fareweel forever
Said last night I slept in a down-feather bed
An honoured and titled lady
But tonight I'll sleep in the green, green fields
In the arms of my Gypsy Davy