The Wraggle Taggle Gypsies-O!

There were three old 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 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" "Then 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 blankeys 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!" --- The Wraggle Taggle Gypsies-O! - Alison Moyet