Seven gypsies all in a gang They were brisk and bonnie-O They rode till they came to the Earl of Cassle's hall And there they sang so sweetly-O Sweetly-O, sweetly-O They rode till they came to the Earl of Cassle's hall And there they sang so sweetly-O They sang so sweet and so complete Till downstairs came the lady-O And as soon as they saw her pretty, pretty face They cast their gabriel over her Over her, over her As soon as they saw her pretty, pretty face They cast their gabriel over her She gave to them a bottle of wine She gave to them some money-O She gave to them some far finer things The gold rings of her fingers-O Fingers-O, fingers-O She gave to them some far finer things The gold rings of her fingers-O Then she pulled off her high-heeled boots Put on her highland plaidy-O "Last night I slept with my own wedded lord And tonight with a gypsy laddie-O." Laddie-O, laddie-O Last night I slept with my own wedded lord And tonight with a gypsy laddie-O When her dear lord came home that night Inquiring for his lady-O The waiting maid made this reply "She has gone with the black-hearted gypsies-O." Gypsies-O, gypsies-O The waiting maid made this reply She has gone with the black-hearted gypsies-O "Come saddle to me my best black horse Come saddle it quite swiftly-O That I may search for my own wedded wife Who has gone with the black-hearted gypsies-O." Gypsies-O, gypsies-O That I may search for my own wedded wife Who has gone with the black-hearted gypsies-O So he rode high and he rode low He rode brisk and bonnie-O He rode till he came to a far waterside And there he found his lady-O Lady-O, lady-O He rode till he came to a far waterside And there he found his lady-O "O, what made you leave your house and land? What made you leave your money-O? What made you leave your own wedded lord To follow the gypsie laddie-O?" Laddie-O, laddie-O What made you leave your own wedded lord To follow the gypsie laddie-O? "I know I've left my house and land I know I've left my money-O And here I am, and here I'll remain So fare you well, my honey-O." Honey-O, honey-O Here I am, and here I'll remain So fare you well, my honey-O Seven gypsies all in a gang They were brisk and bonnie-O And tonight they are all condemned for to die For stealing the Earl of Cassle's lady-O
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