raggle taggle gypsy

there were three old gypsies came to our hall door

they came brave and boldly-o

one sang high and the other sang low

and the lady sang the raggle taggle gypsy-o

it was upstairs and downstairs the lady went

put on her suit of leather-o

t'was a cry all around the door

she's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o

it was late at night when the lord came in

enquiring for his lady-o

the servant girl replied to her lord

she's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o

oh then saddle for me and my milk white steed

my big horse is not speedy-o

i will ride and i'll seek my bride

she's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o

then he rode east and he rode west

he rode north and south also

but when he went to the open fields

it was there that he spied his lady-o