The Whistling Gypsy
The whistling gypsy came over the hill.
Down to the valley so shady.
He whistled and he sang till the greenwoods rang.
And he won the heart of the lady.
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
He whistled and he sang till the greenwoods rang.
And he won the heart of the lady.
"He's no gypsy, my father dear.
But lord of these lands all over.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover."
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover.
Her father saddled his fasted steed.
To search the valleys all over.
He sought his daughter at great speed.
And her whistling gypsy rover.
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
He sought his daughter at great speed.
And her whistling gypsy rover.
He came at last to a mansion fine.
Down near the River Claydee.
There was music and there was wine.
For the gypsy and his lady.
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
There was music and there was wine.
For the gypsy and his lady.
"He's no gypsy, my father dear.
But lord of these lands all over.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover."
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover.
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover.
Down to the valley so shady.
He whistled and he sang till the greenwoods rang.
And he won the heart of the lady.
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
He whistled and he sang till the greenwoods rang.
And he won the heart of the lady.
"He's no gypsy, my father dear.
But lord of these lands all over.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover."
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover.
Her father saddled his fasted steed.
To search the valleys all over.
He sought his daughter at great speed.
And her whistling gypsy rover.
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
He sought his daughter at great speed.
And her whistling gypsy rover.
He came at last to a mansion fine.
Down near the River Claydee.
There was music and there was wine.
For the gypsy and his lady.
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
There was music and there was wine.
For the gypsy and his lady.
"He's no gypsy, my father dear.
But lord of these lands all over.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover."
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover.
Ah dee doo ah dee doo da day.
Ah dee doo ah dee day-dee.
I'm gonna stay till my dying day.
With my whistling gypsy rover.
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Writer(s): Leo Maguire
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