Текст Christy Moore – The Raggle Taggle Gipsies
Текст:
There were three auld gypsies came to our hall door
They came brave and boldly-o
And 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 it was the cry all around her door
«She’s away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o»
It was late that night when the lord came in
Enquiring for his lady-o
And the servant girl’s reply to him was
«She’s away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o»
«Then saddle for me my milk-white steed
Me big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride and I’ll seek me bride
She’s away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o»
He rode east and he rode west
He rode north and south also
And when he rode to the wide open field
It was there that he spied his lady-o
«Arra, why did you leave your house and your land
Why did you leave your money-o?
Why did you leave your only wedded lord
All for the raggle taggle gypsy-o?»
«Yerra what do I care for me house and me land?
What do I care for money-o?
What do I care for me only wedded lord?
I’m away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o»
«It was there last night you’d a goose feather bed
Blankets drawn so comely-o
In the arms of the raggle taggle gypsy-o»
«Yerra, what do I care for me goose feather bed?
Yerra, what do I care for blankets-o?
What do I care for me only wedded lord?
I’m away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o»
«Oh, for you rode east when I rode west
You rode high and I rode low
I’d rather have a kiss of the yellow gypsy’s lips
Than all the cash and money-o»
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