Composer: Rory Dall O'Cathain [1720]
Cover Artist: Planxty
Album: Planxty
From: Scotland (Cover artists from Ireland)

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There were three o' the gypsies
Came to our hall door
They came brave and bold
There's 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 o' leather-o
It was the cry all around our door:
She's away with the Raggle-Taggle-Gypsy-o

It was late that night that the lord came in
Inquirin' for his lady-o
The servant girl replied to him all:
She's away with the Raggle-Taggle-Gypsy-o

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

O then he rode east
And he rode west
He rode north
And south also
But when he rode
To the wide open field
It was there that he spied his lady-o

O then why do you leave
Your house and your land?
Why do you leave yor money-o?
Why do you leave your only wedded lord
For the Raggle-Taggle-Gypsy-o

What do I care
For me house or me land?
What do I care for money-o?
What do I care for me only wedded lord?
I'm away with me Raggle-Taggle-Gypsy-o.

Well it was 'ere last night
You'd a goose-feather bed
With blanks drawn so combley
Tonight you lie in the cold open field
In the arms of your Raggle-Taggle-Gypsy-o

What do I care
for a goose-feather bed
With blankets drawn so combley-o?
Tonight I lie
In the wide open field
in the arms of me Raggle-Taggle-Gypsy-o

You rode east
And I rode west
You rode high
And I rode low
I'd rather have a kiss
Of the yellow Gypsy's lips
than the Lord of the Cash's money-o

[Instrumental]

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