| Oh, there were three gypsies, lived in the East
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| And they were braw and bonny oh
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| And they sang so sweet, at the castle gate
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| That they won the heart of the lady oh
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| Well, she gave to them of the sparkling wine
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| And she gave to them of the brandy oh
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| And the gay gold ring that the lady wore
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| Well she gave to the dark-eyed gypsy oh
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| When the lord of the castle he came in
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| All enquiring for his lady oh
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| She is gone, she is gone, said the young serving boy
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| She’s away with the dark-eyed gypsy oh
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| Come saddle to me the milk white steed
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| The bay is ne’er so speedy oh
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| I will ride all the day and the whole long night
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| Till I find my own wedded lady oh
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| Well Charles put spurs into his horse
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| And oh how he rode so speedy oh
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| Until he fell in with his own wedded love
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| In the arms of the dark-eyed gypsy oh
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| Are you going to forsake your house and your land?
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| Are you going to forsake your children three?
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| I would leave them all for the one I love
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| And I’ll follow the dark-eyed gypsy oh
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| Last night I lay on a fine feather bed
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| With my own wedded lord beside me oh
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| But this night I lie on the cold barren floor
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| In the arms of me dark-eyed gypsy oh |