Seven Gypsies Songtext

Smiling on those gypsies-o

A jealous thought came into her mind

She would follow the dark-eyed gypsies-o

Her young lord came home that night

enquiring for his lady-o

"I'm afraid, i'm afraid," said the old kitchen maid

"She's gone with the dark-eyed gypsies-o"

He rode east and he rode west

'Til he came to a farmer's door

"Farmer, farmer tell me the truth
Have you seen the dark-eyed gypsies-o?"

"Ride on, ride on," the farmer cried

"Down in yonder valley-o

There you'll find your own true bride

In the arms of a dark-eyed gypsy-o"

"Will you forsake your house and land

will you give up your little son

will you lie on the cold cool ground

In the arms of a dark eyed gypsy-o"

"I'll give up, my lord," she said, "I'll forsake my little son

I'll eat off the grass and drink of the dew

And lie with the dark eyed gypsy-o"