"The Raggle-Taggle Gypsy" (trad., remade by The Waterboys on _Room_To_Roam_)

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There were three old gypsies came to our house door

They came brave and boldy-o

And the one sang high and the other sang low

And the other sang a raggle-taggle gypsy-o



It was upstairs, downstairs the lady went

Put on her suit of leather-o

And there was a cry from around the door

She's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o



It was late that night when the lord came in

Inquiring for his lady-o

And the servant girl she says to the lord

"She's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o"



"Well, saddle for me my milk-white steed

My big horse is not speedy-o

And I will ride till I seek my bride

She's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o"



Well, he rode east, and he rode west,

He rode north and south also

Until at last he came to a wide-open field

It was there that he spied his lady-o



"Tell me, how could you leave your goose-feather bed,

Your blankets strewn so comely-o

How could you leave your newly-wedded lord,

All for a raggle-taggle gypsy-o?"



"Well, what care I for my goose-feather bed,

For my blankets strewn so comely-o?

Tonight I lie in a wide-open field

In the arms of a raggle-taggle gypsy-o"



"Tell me, how could you leave your house and your land,

How could you leave your money-o

How could you leave your only wedded lord,

All for a raggle-taggle gypsy-o?"



"Well, what care I for my house and my land,

And what care I for my money-o?

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

I'm away with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o!"