{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/eng/child/ch200.htm","path":"neu/eng/child/ch200.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/eng/child/ch200.htm","text":"200A.1 THE gypsies came to our good lord\u2019s gate,\nAnd wow but they sang sweetly!\nThey sang sae sweet and sae very compleat\nThat down came the fair lady.\n200A.2 And she came tripping down the stair,\nAnd a\u2019 her maids before her;\nAs soon as they saw her well-far\u2019d face,\nThey coost the glamer oer her.\n200A.3 \u2018Gae tak frae me this gay mantile,\nAnd bring to me a plaidie;\nFor if kith and kin and a\u2019 had sworn,\nI\u2019ll follow the gypsie laddie.\n200A.4 \u2018Yestreen I lay in a well-made bed,\nAnd my good lord beside me;\nThis night I\u2019ll ly in a tenant\u2019s barn,\nWhatever shall betide me.\u2019\n200A.5 \u2018Come to your bed,\u2019 says Johny Faa,\n\u2018Oh come to your bed, my deary;\nFor I vow and I swear, by the hilt of my sword,\nThat your lord shall nae mair come near ye.\u2019\n200A.6 \u2018I\u2019ll go to bed to my Johny Faa,\nI\u2019ll go to bed to my deary;\nFor I vow and I swear, by what past yestreen,\nThat my lord shall nae mair come near me.\n200A.7 \u2018I\u2019ll mak a hap to my Johnny Faa,\nAnd I\u2019ll mak a hap to my deary;\nAnd he\u2019s get a\u2019 the coat gaes round,\nAnd my lord shall nae mair come near me.\u2019\n200A.8 And when our lord came hame at een,\nAnd speir\u2019d for his fair lady,\nThe tane she cry\u2019d, and the other reply\u2019d,\n\u2018She\u2019s away with the gypsie laddie.\u2019\n200A.9 \u2018Gae saddle to me the black, black steed,\nGae saddle and make him ready;\nBefore that I either eat or sleep,\nI\u2019ll gae seek my fair lady.\u2019\n200A.10 And we were fifteen well-made men,\nAltho we were nae bonny;\nAnd we were a\u2019 put down for ane,\nA fair young wanton lady.\n200B: The Gypsy Laddie\n200B.1 The gypsies they came to my lord Cassilis\u2019 yett,\nAnd O but they sang bonnie!\nThey sang sae sweet and sae complete\nThat down came our fair ladie.\n200B.2 She came tripping down the stairs,\nAnd all her maids before her;\nAs soon as they saw her weel-far\u2019d face,\nThey coost their glamourie owre her.\n200B.3 She gave to them the good wheat bread,\nAnd they gave her the ginger;\nBut she gave them a far better thing,\nThe gold ring off her finger.\n200B.4 \u2018Will ye go with me, my hinny and my heart?\nWill ye go with me, my dearie?\nAnd I will swear, by the staff of my spear,\nThat your lord shall nae mair come near thee.\u2019\n200B.5 \u2018Sae take from me my silk mantel,\nAnd bring to me a plaidie,\nFor I will travel the world owre\nAlong with the gypsie laddie.\n200B.6 \u2018I could sail the seas with my Jockie Faa,\nI could sail the seas with my dearie;\nI could sail the seas with my Jockie Faa,\nAnd with pleasure could drown with my dearie.\n200B.7 They wandred high, they wandred low,\nThey wandred late and early,\nUntill they came to an old tenant\u2019s-barn,\nAnd by this time she was weary.\n200B.8 \u2018Last night I lay in a weel-made bed,\nAnd my noble lord beside me,\nAnd now I must ly in an old tenant\u2019s-barn,\nAnd the black crew glowring owre me.\u2019\n200B.9 \u2018O hold your tongue, my hinny and my heart,\nO hold your tongue, my dearie,\nFor I will swear, by the moon and the stars,\nThat thy lord shall nae mair come near thee.\u2019\n200B.10 They wandred high, they wandred low,\nThey wandred late and early,\nUntill they came to that wan water,\nAnd by this time she was wearie.\n200B.11 \u2018Aften have I rode that wan water,\nAnd my lord Cassilis beside me,\nAnd now I must set in my white feet and wade,\nAnd carry the gypsie laddie.\u2019\n200B.12 By and by came home this noble lord,\nAnd asking for his ladie,\nThe one did cry, the other did reply,\n\u2018She is gone with the gypsie laddie.\u2019\n200B.13 \u2018Go saddle to me the black,\u2019 he says,\n\u2018The brown rides never so speedie,\nAnd I will neither eat nor drink\nTill I bring home my ladie.\u2019\n200B.14 He wandred high, he wandred low,\nHe wandred late and early,\nUntill he came to that wan water,\nAnd there he spied his ladie.\n200B.15 \u2018O wilt thou go home, my hinny and my heart,\nO wilt thou go home, my dearie?\nAnd I\u2019l close thee in a close room,\nWhere no man shall come near thee.\"]\n200B.16 \u2018I will not go home, my hinny and my heart,\nI will not go home, my dearie;\nIf I have brewn good beer, I will drink of the same,\nAnd my lord shall nae mair come near me.\n200B.17 \u2018But I will swear, by the moon and the stars,\nAnd the sun that shines so clearly,\nThat I am as free of the gypsie gang\nAs the hour my mother did bear me.\u2019\n200B.18 They were fifteen valiant men,\nBlack, but very bonny,\nAnd they lost all their lives for one,\nThe Earl of Cassillis\u2019 ladie.\n200C: The Gypsy Laddie\n200C.1 THERE cam singers to Earl Cassillis\u2019 gates,\nAnd oh, but they sang bonnie!\nThey sang sae sweet and sae complete,\nTill down cam the earl\u2019s lady.\n200C.2 She cam tripping down the stair,\nAnd all her maids before her;\nAs soon as they saw her weel-faurd face,\nThey coost their glamourye owre her.\n200C.3 They gave her o the gude sweetmeats,\nThe nutmeg and the ginger,\nAnd she gied them a far better thing,\nTen gold rings aff her finger.\n200C.4 \u2018Tak from me my silken cloak,\nAnd bring me down my plaidie;\nFor it is gude eneuch,\u2019 she said,\n\u2018To follow a Gipsy Davy.\n200C.5 \u2018Yestreen I rode this water deep,\nAnd my gude lord beside me;\nBut this nicht I maun set in my pretty fit and wade,\nA wheen blackguards wading wi me.\n200C.6 \u2018Yestreen I lay in a fine feather-bed,\nAnd my gude lord beyond me;\nBut this nicht I maun lye in some cauld tenant\u2019s-barn,\nA wheen blackguards waiting on me.\u2019\n200C.7 \u2018Come to thy bed, my bonny Jeanie Faw,\nCome to thy bed, my dearie,\nFor I do swear, by the top o my spear,\nThy gude lord\u2019ll nae mair come near thee.\u2019\n200C.8 When her good lord cam hame at nicht,\nIt was asking for his fair ladye;\nOne spak slow, and another whisperd out,\n\u2018She\u2019s awa wi Gipsey Davy!\u2019\n200C.9 \u2018Come saddle to me my horse,\u2019 he said,\n\u2018Come saddle and mak him readie!\nFor I\u2019ll neither sleep, eat, nor drink\nTill I find out my lady.\u2019\n200C.10 They socht her up, they socht her doun,\nThey socht her thro nations many,\nTill at length they found her out in Abbey dale,\nDrinking wi Gipsey Davy.\n200C.11 \u2018Rise, oh rise, my bonnie Jeanie Faw,\nOh rise, and do not tarry!\nIs this the thing ye promised to me\nWhen at first I did thee marry?\u2019\n200C.12 They drank her cloak, so did they her goun,\nThey drank her stockings and her shoon,\nAnd they drank the coat that was nigh to her smock,\nAnd they pawned her pearled apron.\n200C.13 They were sixteen clever men,\nSuppose they were na bonny;\nThey are a\u2019 to be hangd on ae tree,\nFor the stealing o Earl Cassilis\u2019 lady.\n200C.14 \u2018We are sixteen clever men,\nOne woman was a\u2019 our mother;\nWe are a\u2019 to be hanged on ae day,\nFor the stealing of a wanton lady.\u2019\n200D: The Gypsy Laddie\n200D.1 THERE came Gyptians to Corse Field yeats,\nBlack, tho they warna bonny;\nThey danced so neat and they danced so fine,\nTill down came the bonny lady.\n200D.2 She came trippin down the satir,\nAnd her nine maidens afore her;\nBut up and starts him Johny Fa,\nAnd he cast the glamour oer her.\n200D.3 \u2018Ye\u2019ll take frae me this gay mantle,\nAnd ye\u2019ll gie to me a plaidie;\nFor I shall follow Johny Fa,\nLat weel or woe betide me.\u2019\n200D.4 They\u2019ve taen frae her her fine mantle,\nAnd they\u2019ve gaen to her a plaidie,\nAnd she\u2019s awa wi Johny Fa,\nWhatever may betide her.\n200D.5 When they came to a wan water,\nI wite it wasna bonny,\n. . . . .\n. . . . .\n200D.6 \u2018Yestreen I wade this wan water,\nAnd my good lord was wi me;\nThe night I man cast aff my shoes and wide,\nAnd the black bands widen wi me.\n200D.7 \u2018Yestreen I lay in a well made bed,\nAnd my good lord lay wi me;\nThe night I maun ly in a tenant\u2019s barn,\nAnd the black bands lyin wi me.\u2019\n200D.8 \u2018Come to yer bed,\u2019 says Johnie Fa,\n\u2018Come to yer bed, my dearie,\nAnd I shall swer, by the coat that I wear,\nThat my hand it shall never go near thee.\u2019\n200D.9 \u2018I will never come to yer bed,\nI will never be yer dearie;\nFor I think I hear his horse\u2019s foot\nThat was once called my dearie.\u2019\n200D.10 \u2018Come to yer bed,\u2019 says Johny Fa,\n\u2018Come to yer bed, my dearie,\nAnd I shall swear, by the coat that I wear,\nThat my hand it shall never go oer thee.\u2019\n200D.11 \u2018I will niver come to yer bed,\nI will niver be yer dearie;\nFor I think I hear his bridle ring\nThat was once called my dearie.\u2019\n* * * * *\n200D.12 When that good lord came hame at night,\nHe called for his lady;\nThe one maid said, and the other replied,\n\u2018She\u2019s aff wi the Gyptian laddy.\u2019\n200D.13 \u2018Ye\u2019ll saddle to me the good black steed,\nTho the brown it was never so bonny;\nBefore that ever I eat or drink,\nI shall have back my lady.\u2019\n* * * * *\n200D.14 \u2018Yestreen we were fifteen good armed men;\nTho black, we werena bonny;\nThe night we a\u2019 ly slain for one,\nIt\u2019s the Laird o Corse Field\u2019s lady.\u2019\n200E: The Gypsy Laddie\n200E.1 THE gypsies they came to Lord Cassle\u2019s yet,\nAnd O but they sang ready!\nThey sang sae sweet and sae complete\nThat down came the lord\u2019s fair lady.\n200E.2 O she came tripping down the stair,\nWi a\u2019 her maids afore her,\nAnd as soon as they saw her weelfared face\nThey cuist their glaumry owre her.\n200E.3 She gaed to them the gude white bread,\nAnd they gaed to her the ginger,\nThen she gaed to them a far brawer thing,\nThe gowd rings af her finger.\n200E.4 Quo she to her maids, There\u2019s my gay mantle,\nAnd bring to me my plaidy,\nAnd tell my lord whan he comes hame\nI\u2019m awa wi a gypsie laddie.\n200E.5 For her lord he had to the hounting gane,\nAwa in the wild green wuddie,\nAnd Jockie Faw, the gypsie king,\nSaw him there wi his cheeks sae ruddy.\n200E.6 On they mounted, and af they rade,\nIlk gypsie had a cuddy,\nAnd whan through the stincher they did prance\nThey made the water muddy.\n200E.7 Quo she, Aft times this water I hae rade,\nWi many a laord and lady,\nBut never afore did I it wade\nTo folow a gypsie laddie.\n200E.8 \u2018Aft hae I lain in a saft feather-bed,\nWi my gude lord aside me,\nBut now I maun sleep in an auld reeky kilt,\nAlang wi a gypsie laddie.\u2019\n200E.9 Sae whan that the yirl he came hame,\nHis servants a\u2019 stood ready;\nSome took his horse, and some drew his boots,\nBut gane was his fair lady.\n200E.10 And whan he came ben to the parlour-door,\nHe asked for his fair lady,\nBut dome denied, and ithers some replied,\n\u2018She\u2019s awa wi a gypsie laddie.\u2019\n200E.11 \u2018Then saddle,\u2019 quoth he, \u2019My gude black naig,\nFor the brown is never sae speedy;\nAs I will neither eat nor drink\nTill I see my fair lady.\n200E.12 \u2018I met wi a cheel as I rade hame,\nAnd thae queer stories said he;\nSir, I saw this day a fairy queen\nFu pack wi a gypsie laddie.\n200E.13 \u2018I hae been east, and I hae been west,\nAnd in the lang town o Kircadie,\nBut the bonniest lass that ever I saw\nWas following a gypsie laddie.\u2019\n200E.14 Sae his lordship has rade owre hills and dales,\nAnd owre mony a wild hie mountain,\nUntil that he heard his ain lady say,\n\u2018Now my lord will be hame frae the hounting.\u2019\n200E.15 \u2018Than will you come hame, my hinnie and my love?\u2019\nQuoth he to his charming dearie,\n\u2018And I\u2019ll keep ye aye in a braw close room,\nWhere the gypsies will never can steer ye.\u2019\n200E.16 Said she, \u2018I can swear by the sun and the stars,\nAnd the moon whilk shines sae clearie,\nThat I am as chaste for the gypsie Jockie Faw\nAs the day my minnie did bear me.\u2019\n200E.17 \u2018Gif ye wad swear by the sun,\u2019 said he,\n\u2018And the moon, till ye wad deave me,\nAy and tho ye wad take a far bigger aith,\nMy dear, I wadna believe ye.\n200E.18 \u2018I\u2019ll tak ye hame, and the gypsies I\u2019ll hang,\nAy, I\u2019ll make them girn in a wuddie,\nAnd afterwards I\u2019ll burn Jockie Faw,\nWha fashed himself wi my fair lady.\n200E.19 Quoth the gypsies, We\u2019re fifteen weel-made men,\nTho the maist o us be ill bred ay,\nYet it wad be a pity we should a\u2019 hang for ane,\nWha fashed himself wi your fair lady.\n200E.20 Quoth the lady, My lord, forgive them a\u2019,\nFor they nae ill eer did ye,\nAnd gie ten guineas to the chief, Jockie Faw,\nFor he is a worthy laddie.\n200E.21 The lord he hearkened to his fair dame,\nAnd O the gypsies war glad ay!\nThey danced round and round their merry Jockie Faw,\nAnd roosed the gypsie laddie.\n200E.22 Sae the lord rade hame wi his charming spouse,\nOwre the hills and the haughs sae whunnie,\nAnd the gypsies slade down by yon bonny burnside,\nTo beek themsells there sae sunnie.\n200F: The Gypsy Laddie\n200F.1 THE gypsies came to the Earl o Cassilis\u2019 gate,\nAnd O but they sang bonnie!\nThey sang sae sweet and sae complete\nThat down cam our fair ladie.\n200F.2 And she cam tripping down the stair,\nWi her twa maids before her;\nAs soon as they saw her weel-far\u2019d face,\nThey coost their glamer oer her.\n200F.3 \u2018O come wi me,\u2019 says Johnnie Faw,\n\u2018O come wi me, my dearie,\nFor I vow and swear, by the hilt of my sword,\nYour lord shall nae mair come near ye.\u2019\n200F.4 \u2018Here, tak frae me this gay mantile,\nAnd gie to me a plaidie;\nTho kith and kin and a\u2019 had sworn,\nI\u2019ll follow the gypsie laddie.\n200F.5 \u2018Yestreen I lay in a weel-made bed,\nAnd my gude lord beside me;\nThis night I\u2019ll lie in a tenant\u2019s barn,\nWhatever shall betide me.\n200F.6 \u2018Last night I lay in a weel-made bed,\nWi silken hangings round me;\nBut now I\u2019ll lie in a farmer\u2019s barn,\nWi the gypsies all around me.\n200F.7 \u2018The first ale-house that we come at,\nWe\u2019ll hae a pot o brandie;\nThe next ale-house that we came at,\nWe\u2019ll drink to gypsie Geordie.\u2019\n200F.8 Now when our lord cam home at een,\nHe speir\u2019d for his fair lady;\nThe ane she cried, [the] tither replied,\n\u2018She\u2019s awa wi the gypsie laddie.\u2019\n200F.9 \u2018Gae saddle me the gude black steed;\nThe bay was neer sae bonnie;\nFor I will neither eat nor sleep\nTill I be wi my lady.\u2019\n200F.10 Then he rode east, and he rode west,\nAnd he rode near Strabogie,\nAnd there he found his ain dear wife,\nDrinking wi gypsie Geordie.\n200F.11 \u2018And what made you leave your houses and land?\nOr what made you leave your money?\nOr what made you leave your ain wedded lord,\nTo follow the gypsie laddie?\n200F.12 \u2018Then come thee hame, my ain dear wife,\nThen come thee hame, my hinnie,\nAnd I do swear, by the hilt of my sword,\nThe gypsies nae mair shall come near thee.\u2019\n200F.13 Then we were seven weel-made men,\nBut lack! we were nae bonnie,\nAnd we were a\u2019 put down for ane,\nFor the Earl o Cassilis\u2019 ladie.\n200G: The Gypsy Laddie\n200G.1 THERE was seven gypsies all in a gang,\nThey were brisk and bonny; O\nThey rode till they came to the Earl of Casstle\u2019s house,\nAnd there they sang most sweetly. O\n200G.2 The Earl of Castle\u2019s lady came down,\nWith the waiting-maid beside her;\nAs soon as her fair face they saw,\nThey called their grandmother over.\n200G.3 They gave to her a nutmeg brown,\nAnd a race of the best ginger;\nShe gave to them a far better thing,\n\u2019Twas the ring from off her finger.\n200G.4 She pulld off her high-heeld shoes,\nThey was made of Spanish leather;\nShe put on her highland brog[u]es,\nTo follow the gypsey loddy.\n200G.5 At night when my good lord came home,\nEnquring for his lady,\nThe waiting-maid made this reply,\n\u2018She\u2019s following the gypsey loddy.\u2019\n200G.6 \u2018Come saddle me my milk-white steed,\nCome saddle it so bonny,\nAs I may go seek my own wedded wife,\nThat\u2019s following the gypsey loddy.\n200G.7 \u2018Have you been east? have you been west?\nOr have you been brisk and bonny?\nOr have you seen a gay lady,\nA following the gypsey loddy?\u2019\n200G.8 He rode all that summer\u2019s night,\nAnd part of the next morning;\nAt length he spy\u2019d his own wedded wife,\nShe was cold, wet, and weary.\n200G.9 \u2018Why did you leave your houses and land?\nOr why did you leave your money?\nOr why did you leave your good wedded lord,\nTo follow the gypsey loddy?\u2019\n200G.10 \u2018O what care I for houses and land?\nOr what care I for money?\nSo as I have brewd, so will I return;\nSo fare you well, my honey!\u2019\n200G.11 There was seven gypsies in a gang,\nAnd they was brisk and bonny,\nAnd they\u2019re to be hanged all on a row,\nFor the Earl of Castle\u2019s lady.\n200H: The Gypsy Laddie\n200H.1 THERE came a gang o gipsies by,\nAnd they was singing so merry, O\nTill they gained the heart o my lady gay,\n. . . . .\n200H.2 As soon as the lord he did come in,\nEnquired for his lady, O\nAnd some o the sarvants did-a reply,\n\u2019Her\u2019s away wi the gipsy laddie.\u2019 O\n200H.3 \u2018O saddle me the bay, and saddle me the grey,\nTill I go and sarch for my lady;\u2019\nAnd some o the sarvants did-a reply,\n\u2018Her\u2019s away wi the gipsy laddie.\u2019\n200H.4 And he rode on, and he rode off,\nTill he came to the gipsies\u2019 tentie,\nAnd there he saw his lady gay,\nBy the side o the gipsy laddie.\n200H.5 \u2018Didn\u2019t I leave you houses and land?\nAnd didn\u2019t I leave you money?\nDidn\u2019t I leave you three pretty babes\nAs ever was in yonder green island?\u2019\n200H.6 \u2018What care I for houses and land?\nAnd what care I for money?\nWhat do I care for three pretty babes?\n. . . . .\n200H.7 \u2018The tother night you was on a feather bed,\nNow you\u2019re on a straw one,\u2019\n. . . . .\n. . . . .\n200I: The Gypsy Laddie\n200I.1 THERE come seven gypsies on a day,\nOh, but they sang bonny! O\nAnd they sang so sweet, and they sang so clear,\nDown cam the earl\u2019s ladie. O\n200I.2 They gave to her the nutmeg,\nAnd they gave to her the ginger;\nBut she gave to them a far better thing,\nThe seven gold rings off her fingers.\n200I.3 When the earl he did come home,\nEnquiring for his ladie,\nOne of the servants made this reply,\n\u2018She\u2019s awa with the gypsie lad[d]ie.\u2019\n200I.4 \u2018Come saddle for me the brown,\u2019 he said,\n\u2018For the black was neer so speedy,\nAnd I will travel night and day\nTill I find out my ladie.\n200I.5 \u2018Will you come home, my dear?\u2019 he said,\n\u2018Oh will you come home, my honey?\nAnd, by the point of my broad sword,\nA hand I\u2019ll neer lay on you.\u2019\n200I.6 \u2018Last night I lay on a good feather-bed,\nAnd my own wedded lord beside me,\nAnd tonight I\u2019ll lie in the ash-corner,\nWith the gypsies all around me.\n200I.7 \u2018They took off my high-heeled shoes,\nThat were made of Spanish leather,\nAnd I have put on coarse Lowland brogues,\nTo trip it oer the heather.\u2019\n200I.8 \u2018The Earl of Cashan is lying sick;\nNot one hair I\u2019m sorry;\nI\u2019d rather have a kiss from his fair lady\u2019s lips\nThan all his gold and his money.\u2019\n200J: The Gypsy Laddie\n200J.1 THERE was a gip came oer the land,\nHe sung so sweet and gaily;\nHe sung with glee, neath the wild wood tree,\nHe charmed the great lord\u2019s lady.\nRing a ding a ding go ding go da,\nRing a ding a ding go da dy,\nRing a ding a ding go ding go da,\nShe\u2019s gone with the gipsey Davy.\n200J.2 The lord he came home late that night;\nEnquiring for his lady,\n\u2018She\u2019s gone, she\u2019s gone,\u2019 said his old servantman,\n\u2018She\u2019s gone with the gipsey Davy.\u2019\n200J.3 \u2018Go saddle me my best black mare;\nThe grey is neer so speedy;\nFor I\u2019ll ride all night, and I\u2019ll ride all day,\nTill I overtake my lady.\u2019\n200J.4 Riding by the river-side,\nThe grass was wet and dewy;\nSeated with her gipsey lad,\nIt\u2019s there he spied his lady.\n200J.5 \u2018Would you forsake your house and home?\nWould you forsake your baby?\nWould you forsake your own true love,\nAnd go with the gipsey Davy?\u2019\n200J.6 \u2018Yes, I\u2019ll forsake my house and home,\nYes, I\u2019ll forsake my baby;\nWhat care I for my true love?\nI love the gipsey Davy.\u2019\n200J.7 The great lord he rode home that night,\nHe took good care of his baby,\nAnd ere six months had passed away\nHe married another lady.\n200K: The Gypsy Laddie\n200K.0K.1 \u2018GO bring me down my high-heeled shoes,\nMade of the Spanish leather,\nAnd I\u2019ll take off my low-heeled shoes,\nAnd away we\u2019ll go together.\u2019\nLumpy dumpy linky dinky day\nLumpy dumpy linky dinky daddy\n200K.2 They brought her down her high-heeled shoes,\nMade of the Spanish leather,\nAnd she took off her low-heeled shoes,\nAnd away they went together.\n200K.3 And when Lord Garrick he got there,\nInquiring for his lady,\nThen up steps his best friend:\n\u2018She\u2019s gone with a gipsy laddie.\u2019\n200K.4 \u2018Go saddle me my bonny brown,\nFor the grey is not so speedy,\nAnd away we\u2019ll go to the Misty Mount,\nAnd overtake my lady.\u2019\n200K.5 They saddled him his bonny brown,\nFor the grey was not so speedy,\nAnd away they went to the Misty Mount,\nAnd overtook his lady.\n200K.6 And when Lord Garrick he got there,\n\u2019Twas in the morning early,\nAnd there he found his lady fair,\nAnd she was wet and weary.\n200K.7 \u2018And it\u2019s fare you well, my dearest dear,\nAnd it\u2019s fare you well for ever,\nAnd if you don\u2019t go with me now,\nDon\u2019t let me see you never.\u2019\n200[L]: The Gypsy Laddie\n200[L].1 A band of gypsies, all in a road,\nAll so black and brawny, oh\nAway come a lady all dressed in silk,\nTo follow the roving gypsies. oh\nRefrain: The gypsies, oh!\nThe gypsies, oh!\nTo follow the roving gypsies, oh!\n200[L.2] Her husband came home at ten o\u2019clock of night,\nAn asked for his lady fair;\nThe servant informed him very soon\nShe had gone with the roving gypsies.\n200[L.3] \u2018Saddle to me my bonny gray mare,\nSaddle to me my pony;\nI will go where the green grass grow,\nTo find out the roving gypsies.\n200[L.4] \u2018Last night she slept in a fair feather-bed,\nAnd blankets by bonins;\nTonight she sleeps in a cold shed-barn,\nThrough following the roving gypsies.\n200[L.5] \u2018Why did you leave your houses and your lands?\nWhy did you leave your babies?\nWhy did you leave your decent married man,\nTo follow the roving gypsies?\u2019\n200[L.6] \u2018What cares I for my houses and my lands?\nWhat cares I for my babies?\nWhat cares I for my decent married man?\nI will go with the roving gypsies.\u2019","title":"The Child Ballads: 200. The Gypsy Laddie","type":"page"}