Raggle Taggle Gipsies

<p>There were three gipsies came to my hall door And down stairs ran this lady-o There were one sang high and the other sang low And the other sang "Bonnie, Bonnie, Biscay-o"!</p><p>They sang so sweet, they sang so shrill That fast her tears began to flow And she laid down her silken gown Her golden ring and all her show</p><p>She plucked off her high heeled shoes A-made of spanish leather-o And she went to the street in her bare, bare feet All out in the wind and weather-o</p><p>O-saddle to me my milk white steed And go and fetch my poney-o That I may ride and seek my bride Who is gone with the raggle taggle gipsies</p><p>And he rode high and he rode low He rode east and he rode west Until he came to an open field And there he spied his lady-o</p><p>What made you live your house and land? Your golden treasures for to go What made you live your new wedded lord To follow the raggle taggle gipsies-o?</p><p>What care I for my house and land? What care I for my treasure-o? What care I for my new wedded lord? I'm off with the raggle taggle gipsies-o!</p><p>What made you live your goose feather bed With sheets turned down so bravely-o? Tonight you'll sleep in a cold open field Along with the raggle taggle gipsies-o?</p><p>What care I for my goose feather bed With sheets turned down so bravely-o? Tonight I'll sleep in a cold open field Along with the raggle taggle gipsies-o!</p>