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Raggle Taggle GypsyThere were three gypsies coming to my hall doorDown the stairs ran his lady-o One sang high and the other sang low And the other sang a Bonny, Bonny, Biscayo It was up the stairs that the lady went Put on her silk and leather-o There was a cry from around the door She's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o It was late that night when the lord came in Enquiring for his lady-o The servants said on every hand She's away with the raggle-taggle- gypsy-o O saddle for me my milk white steed To go fetch me my bonny-o That I may go and seek my bride Who's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o O he rode east and he rode west He rode through-the copses-o Until he came to a wide open field It was there that he spied his lady-o O what made you leave your house and your land What made you leave your money-o What made you leave your new-wedded lord To be off with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o O what do I care for my house and my land What do I care I for money-o What do I care for my new-wedded lord I'm off with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o |