Three old gypsies came to our hall door 

One sang high and the other sang low 

The one sang high and the other sang low 

And the third sang the black-eyed-gypsy. 



Upstairs and downstairs the lady ran 

Put on her shoes of leather 

All of the hue and all of the cry 

She's away with the black-eyed gypsy. 



Late that night the squire came home 

Enquiring for his lady 

The servant girls replied to him all 

She's away with the black-eyed gypsy. 



Saddle for me my milk-white steed 

The black horse is not speedy 

I will ride and seek my bride 

She's away with the black-eyed gypsy. 



He rode east and he rode west 

He rode north and south also 

He rode till he came to a woody double field 

'Twas there he spied his lady 



"Why did you leave your house and land 

Why did you leave your money 

Why did you leave your new wed lord 

All for the black eyed gypsy?" 



"What care I for me house and land 

What care I for money 

What care I for me new wed lord 

I'm away with the black eyed gypsy." 



"Last night you slept in a goose-feather bed 

With the blankets turned so bravely 

Tonight you lie in a woody double field 

In the arms of your black-eyed gypsy." 



"What care I for a goose-feather bed 

With the blankets turned so bravely 

Tonight I'll lie in a woody double field 

In the arms of my black-eyed gypsy. 



"For you rode east when I rode west 

You rode high when I rode low 

I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips 

Than you and all your money."