There was three ould 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
And there was a cry from around the door
"She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o"
It was late that night when the lord came in
Enquiring for his lady-o
And the servant girl she said to the lord
"She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o"
"Saddle for me my milk white steed
My big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride till I seek my bride
She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o"
Now he rode East and he rode West
He rode North and South also
Until he came to a wide open plain
It was there that he spied his lady-o
"How could you leave your goose-feather bed,
Your blankets strewn so comely-o
And how could you leave your only wedded lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o ?"
"Well what care I for my goose feather bed,
For my blankets strewn so comely-o ?
Tonight I lie in a wide open field
In the arms of a raggle taggle gypsy-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 ?"
"Well what care I for my house and my land ?
What care I for my money-o ?
I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips
I'm away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o !"
Words and music Traditional.
On "And A Bang On The Ear" single and "Room To Roam"
Writer(s): Dp, Michael Scott, Stephen Patrick Wickham, Anthony Silvester Thistlethwaite, Colin Blakey, Trevor Hutchinson, Sharon Shannon, Noel Bridgmann
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