wraggle taggle gypsies - susan reed lyrics
there were three gypsies a-come to my door
and downstairs ran this-a lady, oh
one sang high and the other sang low
and the other sang bonny bonny biscay, oh
she pull-ed off her silken gown
and put on hose of leather, oh
the ragged, ragged rags about our door
she’s off with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, oh!
it was late last night when the lord came home
inquiring for his a-lady, oh
the servants said on every hand
“she’s gone with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, oh”
“oh, fetch for me my milk-white steed
and saddle for me my pony, oh
that i may ride, to seek my bride
who’s gone with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, oh”
oh, he rode high, and he rode low
he rode on hills and copses too
until he came to a cold open field
and there he espied his-a lady, oh
“what makes you leave your house and land?
what makes you leave your money, oh?
what makes you leave your new-wedded lord
to go with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, oh?”
“oh, what care i for my house and land?
what care i for my money, oh?
what care i for my new-wedded lord?
i’m off with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, oh!”
“last night i slept on a goose-feather bed
with the sheets turned down so bravely, oh
tonight i’ll sleep in a cold open field
along with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, oh”
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