Gypsy Davy Songtext
von Dave Fredrickson

It was late last night when the boss come home
Asking about his lady
The only answer he received
"She′s gone with the Gypsy Davey
Gone with the Gypsy Dave"

Go saddle for me my buckskin horse
With a hundred-dollar saddle
Point out to me their wagon tracks
And after them I'll travel
After them I′ll ride

Well, I had not rode 'til the midnight moon
When I saw the campfire gleaming
I heard the notes of the big guitar
And the voice of the gypsy singing
Song of the Gypsy Dave


There in the light of the crackling fire
I saw her fair face beaming
Her heart in tune with the big guitar
And the voice of the gypsy singing
Song of the Gypsy Dave

"Have you forsaken your husband, dear?
Have you forsaken your baby?
Have you forsaken your fine fine home
To go with the Gypsy Davey
To sing with the Gypsy Dave?"

"Yes, I've forsaken my husband, dear
To go with the Gypsy Davey
I′ve forsaken my mansions high
But not my blue-eyed baby
My pretty little blue-eyed babe"

She smiled to leave her husband, dear
To go with the Gypsy Davey
But the tears come a-trickling down her cheek
When she thought of the blue-eyed baby
Pretty little blue-eyed babe


"Take off, take off your buckskin gloves
Made of Spanish leather
Give to me your lily-white hand
We′ll ride back home together
We'll ride home again"

"No, I won′t take off my buckskin gloves
Made of Spanish leather
I'll go my way from day to day
And I′ll ride with the Gypsy Davey
Sing with the Gypsy Dave"

Last night she slept on a fine feather bed
By the side of her husband and baby
Tonight she'll sleep on the cold cold ground
By the side of the Gypsy Davey
By the side of the Gypsy Dave

Singing with the Gypsy Davey
The song of the Gypsy Dave