Текст Derek Ryan – Raggle–Taggle Gypsy

There was three of the gypsies came to our hall door
They came brave an’ bol-del-o
One sang high and the other sang low
The other sang The Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

It was upstairs, downstairs the lady went
Put on her suit of leather-o
And it came the cry all around our door
She’s away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

It was late last night when the lord came in
Inquirin’ for his lady-o
And the servin’ girls she cried to the Lord
She’s away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

And saddle for me my milk-white steed
My big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride and I’ll seek my bride
She’s away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

Now he rode east and he rode west
He rode north and south also
Until he came a wide open plain
It was there he spied was his lady-o

Well how could you leave your house or your land
How could you leave your money-o
How could you leave your own wedded Lord
All for a Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

And what care for my house or land
What care I for money-o
I’d rather have a kiss on my yellow Gypsys lips
I’m away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

Well how could you leave your goose-feather bed
Your bag of stones so combley-o

And what care for my goose-feather bed
A bag of stones so combley-o
For tonight I’ll lie in a wide open field
In the arms of a Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o