English Folk Songs From The Appalachian Mountains Series 2

By Cecil J. Sharp, With Pianoforte Accompaniment

	THE GIPSY LADDIE.
	1.     It was late in the nig-ht when the Squire came home Enquiring- for his lady. His servant made a sure reply: She's g-one with the gipsum Davy. Rattle turn a gipsum gipsum Rattle turn a gipsum Davy 2.    O g-o catch up my milk-white steed, The black one's not so speedy. I'll ride all nig-ht till broad daylig-ht, Or overtake my lady. 3.    He rode and he rode till he came to the town, He rode till he came to Barley. The tears came rolling- down his cheeks, And there he spied his lady. 4.    It's come g-o back, my dearest dear, Come go back, my honey, It's come g-o back, my dearest dear, And you never shall lack for money. 5.    I wont g-o back, my dearest dear, I wont g-o back, my honey, For I wouldn't give a kiss from gipsum's lips For you and all your money. 6.    It's go pull off those snow-white g-loves, A-made of Spanish leather, And give to me your lily-white hand, And bid farewell for ever. 7.    It's she pulled off those snow-white gloves, A-made of Spanish leather, And gave to him her lily-white hand, And bade farewell for ever. 8.    She soon ran throug-h her gray clothing-, Her velvet shoes and stocking-s; Her g-old ring- off her fing-er's g-one, And the g-old plate off her bosom. 9.    O once I had a house and land, Feather-bed and money; But now I've come to an old straw pad With the g-ipsies dancing- round me.
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