Raggle Taggle Gipsies

Three gypsies come round to my door
And downstairs ran my lady-o
And one sang high and one sang low
And one sang bonny bonny Biscay-o
Then she took off her silken gown
And dressed in holes of leather-o
The dirty rags around my door
She's gone with the raggletagglet gypsies-o

Twas late at night my lord returned
Enquiring for his lady-o
The servants swarmed and all replied
She's gone with the raggletagglet gypsies-o
Go harness up my milk-white steed
Go fetch to me my pony-o
And I will ride and seek my bride
Who's gone with the raggletagglet gypsies-o

So he rode high and he rode low
He rode through woods and copses too
Until he came to a wide open field
There he espied his lady-o

Why did you leave your new-wedded lord
And your house and lands and money-o
To go and seek a roving life
Along with the raggletagglet gypsies-o
What care I for my new-wedded lord
And my house and lands and money-o
Tonight I'll seek a roving life
Along with the raggletagglet gypsies-o

Last night you slept in a goose-feather bed
With the sheets turned down so bravely-o
Tonight you'll lie in the cold open field
In the arms of the raggletagglet gypsies-o

What care I for goose-feather bed
With the sheets turned down so bravely-o
Tonight I'll lie in the cold open field
In the arms of the raggletagglet gypsies-o