Raggle Taggle Gypsy Christy Moore

There were three auld gypsies came to our hall door
They came brave and boldly-o
And 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 it was the cry all around her door;
"She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

It was late that night when the lord came in
Enquiring for his lady-o
And the servant girl's reply to him was;
"She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

"Then saddle for me my milk-white steed
Me big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride and I'll seek me bride
She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

He rode east and he rode west
He rode north and south also
And when he rode to the wide open field
It was there that he spied his lady-o

"Arra, why did you leave your house and your land
Why did you leave your money-o?
Why did you leave your only wedded lord
All for the raggle taggle gypsy-o?"