There were three old gypsies came to our house door
They came brave and boldy-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
inquiring 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
the brown horse is not speedy-o
And I will I 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 newly-wedded Lord
all for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"
"What care I for my goose feather bed
wi' 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?"
"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
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