Standard (EADGBE)

There was three of the gypsies came to our hall door

They came brave an' bol-del-o

But there's one sang high and the other sang low

And the lady sang The Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

It was upstairs, downstairs the lady ran

She took off her silk so fine and put on a dress of leather-o

And it was the cry all around our door

She's away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

It was late last night when the lord came in

Inquirin' for his lady-o

And the servin' girls took from hand to hand

She's away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

You come saddle for me my milk-white steed

My bay one is not speedy-o

And sure I will ride and I'll seek my bride

That's away with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

O for he rode east and he rode west

Half the south and the east also

Until he rode to the wide open field

It was there he spied was his darling-o

Sayin Are you forseekin' your house or land

Are you forseekin' your money-o

Are you forseekin' your own wedded Lord

An' you're goin' with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

What do I care for my house or land

Neither for my money-o

Or what do I care for my own wedded Lord

I am goin' with my Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

It was ere last night you'd a goose-feather bed

With the sheets pulled down so combley-o

But tonight you'll lie in the cold open field

All along with the Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

What do I care for my goose-feather bed

With the sheets pulled down so combley-o

But tonight I'll lie on a cold barren floor

All along with my Raggle-Taggle Gypsy-o

Sayin' You rode high when I rode low

You rode woods and valleys-o

But I'd rather get a kiss of the yalla gypsy's lips

O than all Lor' Cash's of money-o

//These are just basic guidelines, don't forget to improvise. - Seb B.