The Raggle Taggle Gipsy
	Vocal and Guitar : Mike Leavy

Three gipsies came knocking on home door, downstairs ran the lady, O !
One sang high and the other sang low, the other sang bonny by the Biscay, O !

Oh she pulled off her silken gown, put on a hose of leather, O !
Raggedy rags all round the door, she's away with the raggle taggle gypsy, O !

It was late at night, when the lord came in asking for his a-lady, O !
But the servants said, on every hand: she's away with the raggle taggle gypsy, O !

O saddle me up my milk-white steed, saddle me up my pony, O !
That I may go and seek my bride, who's away with the raggle taggle gypsy, O !

O he rode high and he rode low, he rode through woods and copses too,
Until he came to an open field and there he spied his lady, O !

Oh why did you leave your house and land ? Why did you leave your money, O?
Why did you leave your newly wedded lord to go with the raggle taggle gipsy, O ?

Oh what do I care for my house and land, what do I care for my money, O ?
What care I for my new wedded lord ? I'm away with the raggle taggle gypsy, O !

Oh last night you slept on a goose-feather bed, sheets all turned down y O
And to-night you'll sleep on the cold, cold ground along with the raggle taggle gipsy, O !

Oh what care I for a goose-feather bed, sheets all turned down y O
To-night I'll sleep on the cold, cold ground along with the raggle taggle gipsy, O !