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Song: | The Raggle Taggle Gypsy |
Album: | Celtic Fire | Genres: | Data |
Year: | | Length: | 196 sec |
Lyrics:
Raggle Taggle Gypsy (traditional) There were 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 There was a cry from around the door She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o It was late that night when the lord came in Inquiring for his lady-o 'Where is my bride?' says the servant girl: 'She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o' 'Saddle for me my milk white steed My big horse is not speedy-o I will ride till I seek my bride She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o' Now he rode east, and he rode west He rode north and south also Until at last he came to a wide open field It was there that he spied his lady-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' 'What care I for my house and my land And what care I for my money-o? I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips I'm away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o' 'Tonight you slept in a goosefeather bed Your blankets strewn so comely-o How could you leave your newly wedded lord All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o' 'What care I for my goosefeather bed With blankets strewn so comely-o Tonight I lay in a wide-open field In the arms of the raggle taggle gypsy-o'
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