| There were three old gypsies came to our hall door
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| They came brave and boldly-o
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| And one sang high and the other sang low
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| And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o
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| It was upstairs downstairs the lady went
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| Put on her suit of leather-o
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| And there was a cry from around the door
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| She’s away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o
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| It was late that night when the Lord came in
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| Enquiring for his lady-o
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| And the servant girl she said to the Lord
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| «She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o»
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| «Then saddle for me my milk white steed
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| — my big horse is not speedy-o
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| And I will ride till I seek my bride
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| She’s away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o»
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| Now he rode East and he rode West
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| He rode North and South also
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| Until he came to a wide open plain
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| It was there that he spied his lady-o
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| «How could you leave your goose feather bed
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| Your blankeys strewn so comely-o?
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| And how could you leave your newly wedded Lord
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| All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?»
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| «What care I for my goose feather bed
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| Wi' blankets strewn so comely-o?
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| Tonight I lie in a wide open field
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| In the arms of a raggle taggle gypsy-o»
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| «How could you leave your house and your land?
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| How could you leave your money-o?
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| How could you leave your only wedded Lord
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| All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?»
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| «What care I for my house and my land?
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| What care I for my money-o?
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| I’d rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy’s lips
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| I’m away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!» |