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THE WRAGGLE TAGGLE GIPSIES, O!
1   Three gipsies stood at the Castle gate,
They sahg so high, they sang so low, The lady sate in her chamber late, Her heart it melted away as snow.
2   They sang so sweet, they sang so shrill,
That fast her tears began to flow. And she laid down her silken gown, Her golden rings and all her show.
3   She pluck-ed off her high-heeled shoes,
A-made of Spanish leather, O. She would in the street, with her bare, bare feet ; All out in the wind and weather. O.
4   O saddle to me my milk-white steed,
And go and fetch me my pony, O ! That I may ride and seek my bride,
Who is gone with the wraggle taggie gipsies, O !
5   O he rode high, and he rode low,
He rode through wood and copses too, Until he came to an open field,
And there he espied his a-ladv, O !
6   What makes you leave your house and land ?
Your golden treasures for to go? What makes you leave your new-wedded lord, To follow the wraggle taggie gipsies, (> ?
7   What care I for my house and my land?
What care I for my treasure, O ? What care I for my new-wedded lord,
Fm off with the wraggle taggie gipsies, < > !
8   Last night you slept on a goose-feather bed,
With the sheet turned down so bravely, O ! And to-night you'll sleep in a cold open held, Along with the wraggle taggie gipsies, O !
9   What care I for a goose-feather bed,
With the sheet turned down so bravely, O ! For to-night I shall sleep in a cold open field, Along with the wraggle taggie gipsies, O !
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