It was late last night
when the boss come home,
he's asking about his lady,
the only answer he received,
she's gone to the gypsy davey,
gone to the gypsy dave.
Go saddle for me my buckskin horse
and a hundred dollar saddle
Point out to me their wagon tracks
and after them I'll travel,
after them I'll ride
Well I had not rode till the midnight moon
till I saw the campfire gleaming
I heard the notes of the big guitar
and the voice of the gypsy sing
in that song of the gypsy day.
There in the light of the campling fire
I saw her fair face beaming,
her heart in tune with the big guitar
and the voice of the gypsy
singing that song of the gypsy day.
Have you forsaken your house
and home?
Have you forsaken your baby?
Have you forsaken your husband,
dear,
to go with the gypsy davey
and sing with the gypsy day
that song of the gypsy dave
yes i've forsaken my husband dear
to go with the gypsy davey
and i've forsaken my mansion high
but not my blue -eyed baby
not my blue -eyed babe she smiled
leave her husband dear
and go with the gypsy davey
but the tears come
and trickle down her cheeks
to think of the blue -eyed baby,
pretty little blue -eyed babe.
Take off, take off
your buckskin gloves
made of Spanish leather.
Give to me your lily -white hand,
we'll ride back home together
and we'll ride home again.
No, I won't take off a
buckskin glove,
they're made of Spanish leather.
I'll go my way from day to day
and sing with the gypsy davey
that song of the gypsy davey,
that song of the gypsy davey,
that song of the gypsy davey.
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