The Gypsy Rover
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Whistling Gypsy came over the hill, Down thru the valley so shady; He whistled and he sang til the greenwood rang, And he won the heart of a lady.
A dee do a dee do die day,
2. She left her father's castle gate,
A dee do a dee do die day,
3. She left behind her velvet gown,
A dee do a dee do die day, | 4. Last night she slept on a goose feather bed With silken sheets for cover; Tonight she sleeps On the cold, cold ground Beside her gypsy lover.
A dee do a dee do die day,
5. Her father saddled up his fastest steed
A dee do a dee do die day,
6. He came at last to a mansion fine,
A dee do a dee do die day, |
7. "He is no gypsy, my father" she said "But lord of these lands all over, And I shall stay 'til my dying day With my whistling gypsy rover."
A dee do a dee do die day, |