The Raggle Taggle Gypsy (Wickham Vocal) Songtext
von The Waterboys
The Raggle Taggle Gypsy (Wickham Vocal) Songtext
There was three old gypsies came to our hall door
They came brave and boldly-o
And the one sang high and the other sang low
And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o
It was upstairs downstairs the lady went
Put on her suit of leather-o
And there was a cry from around the door
"She′s away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
It was late that night when the Lord came in
Enquiring for his lady-o
And the servant girl she said to the Lord
"She′s away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
"Then saddle for me my milk white steed
- My big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride till I seek my bride
She's away wi′ the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
Now he rode East and he rode West
He rode North and South also
Until he came to a wide open plain
It was there that he spied his lady-o
"Tell me how could you leave your goose feather bed
Your blankets strewn so comely-o?
And how could you leave your newly wedded Lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"
"Well what care I for my goose feather bed
Wi′ my blankets strewn so comely-o?
Tonight I lie in a wide open field
In the arms of a raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
"How could you leave your house and your land?
How could you leave your money-o?
How could you leave your only wedded Lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"
"Well what care I for my house and my land?
What care I for my money-o?
I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy′s lips
I'm away wi′ the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
They came brave and boldly-o
And the one sang high and the other sang low
And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o
It was upstairs downstairs the lady went
Put on her suit of leather-o
And there was a cry from around the door
"She′s away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
It was late that night when the Lord came in
Enquiring for his lady-o
And the servant girl she said to the Lord
"She′s away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
"Then saddle for me my milk white steed
- My big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride till I seek my bride
She's away wi′ the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
Now he rode East and he rode West
He rode North and South also
Until he came to a wide open plain
It was there that he spied his lady-o
"Tell me how could you leave your goose feather bed
Your blankets strewn so comely-o?
And how could you leave your newly wedded Lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"
"Well what care I for my goose feather bed
Wi′ my blankets strewn so comely-o?
Tonight I lie in a wide open field
In the arms of a raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
"How could you leave your house and your land?
How could you leave your money-o?
How could you leave your only wedded Lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"
"Well what care I for my house and my land?
What care I for my money-o?
I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy′s lips
I'm away wi′ the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"
Writer(s): Dp, Michael Scott, Stephen Patrick Wickham, Anthony Silvester Thistlethwaite, Colin Blakey, Trevor Hutchinson, Sharon Shannon, Noel Bridgmann Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com