Raggle Taggle Gypsy
Traditional
 
 
           Am
There were three auld gypsies came to our hall door.
                    Em
They came brave and boldly-o.
    G                                Am
And one sang high and the other sang low
                                   G  Em Am
And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o.
 
 
       Am
It was upstairs, downstairs the lady went,
                   Em
Put on her suit of leather-o,
       G                          Am
And it was the cry all around her door;
                                   G  Em Am
“She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o”
 
 
       Am
It was late that night when the lord came in,
                  Em
Enquiring for his lady-o,
        G                            Am
And the servant girl she says to the lord
                                   G  Em Am
“She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o”
 
 
      Am
“Then saddle for me my milk-white steed
                    Em
Me big horse is not speedy-o
    G                            Am
And I will ride and I'll seek me bride,
                                   G  Em Am
"She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o”

 
Am
He rode east and he rode west
                  Em
He rode north and south also,
  G                          Am
Until he came to a wide open field
                               G Em Am
It was there that he spied his lady-o.
 
 
          Am
“Tell me, why did you leave your house and your land,
                       Em
Why did you leave your money-o?
G                                  Am
Why did you leave your only wedded lord
                          G  Em Am
All for the raggle taggle gypsy-o?”
 
 
      Am
“Well what do I care for me house and me land?
                   Em
What do I care for money-o?
G                                 Am
What do I care for me only wedded lord?
                                G  Em Am
I'm away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o”
 
 
         Am
“Tell me how could you leave your goose feather bed,
                       Em
Your blankets drawn so comely-o.
      G                            Am
But tonight you lie in a wide open field
                                 G  Em Am
In the arms of the raggle taggle gypsy-o”
 
 
       Am
“Well, what do I care for me goose feather bed?
                   Em
What do I care for blankets-o?
    G                                        Am
I'd rather have a kiss of the yellow gypsy's lips
                               G  Em Am
Than all of your cash and your money-o”