Gypsy Davy Songtext
von Cordelia's Dad

"The gypsy king come over the hill"
"Defying storm and danger"
"It seemed to be my lot to fall in"
"Love with the dark-eyed stranger"

"I gave to him of the good wheat bread"
"And he gave to me the ginger"
"I gave to him a better thing"
"All the gold from off my fingers"

"And, he has asked me to be his wife"
"To be his honored lady"
"Has asked me to leave my home and kin"
"And follow the Gypsy Davy"

"Oh, they tell me to marry beneath my rank"
"Is nothing short of danger"
"But, title and gold cannot compare"
"With my love for the dark-eyed stranger"


So, she′s taken off her high-heeled shoes
All made of the Spanish leather
She's gone down in her low-heeled shoes
And they rode off together

Oh, they rode high and they rode low
They rode so late and early
They rode till they come to the dark blue sea
And, oh, but she was weary

Said, "last night, I slept in a down-feather bed"
"An honored and titled lady"
"But tonight, I′ll sleep in the green, green fields"
"In the arms of my Gypsy Davy"

And, when the lord come home in the night
Inquiring for his lady
The servants made him this reply
"She's gone with the Gypsy Davy"

"Go saddle to me my little yellow mare"
"The gray one's not so speedy"
"I rode all day, and I rode all night"
"So, that I′ll overtake my lady"


Oh, he rode till he come to the dark blue sea
It looked so dark and dreary
There he spied his own dear bride
By the side of the Gypsy Davy

"Oh, will you come home, my dear, my love"
"Will you come home, my darling"
"I′ll keep you safe in a close, close room"
"Where no man will ever come near you"

"No, I won't come home, my dear, my love"
"I′ll not come home, my darling"
"If I brew good beer, I'll drink the same"
"And, you′ll no more come near me"

So, she's taken off her long blue gloves
All made of Spanish leather
She waved farewell with her little white hands
She waved farewell forever

Saying, "I do not envy our honored queen"
"Nor any titled lady"
"I′d rather be a gypsy queen"
"The bride of my black-eyed Davy"

"And, Last night, I slept in a down-feather bed"
"An honored and titled lady"
"But, tonight, I'll sleep in the green, green fields"
"In the arms of my Gypsy Davy"