English Folk Songs from the Southern Appalachians

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The Gypsy Laddie
2   It's he caught up his old grey horse, His blanket being so speedy, O.
He rode all night and he rode all day And he overtaken of his lady, O.
3   It's come go back, my dearest dear, Come go back, my honey, O ; Come go back, my dearest dear,
And you shall never lack for money, O.
4   I won't go back, my dearest dear, Nor I won't go back, my honey, O.
For I wouldn't give a kiss from the gypsy's lips For the sake of you and your money, O.
5   It's go pull off those snow-white gloves That's made of Spanish leather, O. And give me your lily-white hand, And bid me farewell for ever, O.
6   It's she pulled off them snow-white gloves That's made of Spanish leather, O,
And give to him her lily-white hand, And bid him farewell-for ever, O.
7   I once could have had as many fine things, Fine feather-beds and money, O.
But now my bed is made of hay
And the gypsies a-dancing around me, O.
8   She soon went through with many fine things, Fine rockum (morocco) shoes and stockings, O. She soon went through with her finger rings And the breast pin off her bosom, O.