Seven Gypsies

Seven Gypsies all in a row
They sang so neat and bonnie o
They sang so neat
They're so complete
They stole the heart of a lady

She's kicked off her high-heeled shoes
Made of Spanish leather
She's put an old pair of brogues on
To follow the Gypsy laddie

Late at night the Lord came home
Enquiring for his Lady
The servants down on his knees and said
She's away with the Seven Gypsies

He's been over the high high hills
Till he came to the morning
There he's found his own dear wife
In the arms of the Seven Gypsies

Last night I slept in a feather bed
With the sheets and blankets around me
Tonight I slept in a cold open field
In the arms of the Seven Gypsies

Seven Gypsies all in a row
They sang so neat and bonnie o
They sang so neat
But all were hanged
For the stealing of a famous lady



Credits
Writer(s): Jude William Edwin-scott
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