Late last night when the
boss come home
He was asking about his lady
Servants made a sure reply
I said, she's gone with
the gypsy day, babe
Gone with the gypsy day
Oh saddle for me my buckskin horse
With a hundred dollar saddle
Porn out to me their wagon tracks
And af ter them I'll travel
Af ter them I'll ride, ride now
He had not rode till
the midnight moon
When he saw the campfire gleaming
Heard the notes of the big guitar
The voice of the gypsy singing,
singing with the gypsy davey,
that song of the gypsy davey.
There in the light of the campland fire,
he saw her fair face gleaming,
her heart in tune with the big guitar.
And the voice of the gypsy singing,
the song of the gypsy davey,
that song of the gypsy davey.
Have you forsaken your house and home,
have you forsaken your baby,
have you forsaken your husband dear
to go with the Gypsy Davy,
sing with the Gypsy Davy
that song of the
Yes, I've forsaken my house and my land
to go with the Gypsy Davy
And I've forsaken my husband, dear,
but not my blue -eyed baby
Not my pretty little blue -eyed baby
Take off, take off those buckskin clothes
And the boots of Spanish leather
Give to me your lily -white hand
And we'll ride home together
We'll ride home again
Though I won't take off
my buckskin clothes
Or my boots of Spanish leather
I'm gonna go my way from
day to day
I'm gonna sing with the Gypsy Davy
Ride with the Gypsy Davy
Love that gypsy dave
Last night I slept in a
goose feather bed
with the servants all around me
Tonight i'm gonna sleep on
the cold cold ground
in the arms of the gypsy davey
I'm gonna sing with
the Gypsy Davy
Gonna make love with the Gypsy Davy
Sing with the Gypsy Davy
That song of the Gypsy Davy
That song of the Gypsy Davy
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