Collected by Nancey Gordon For M.C. Parler (Folklore Class Sing-A-Bout) Transcribed by Linda Humphrey
Sung by Nancey Gordon Fayetteville, Ark. July 13, 1965 Reel 373 Item 8
The Gypsy Girl
As I was out walking,
Along one London street,
A handsome young lawyer,
The first I chanced to meet.
He viewed my fair brown cheek;
He did view it well,
He said, "My little gypsy girl, Will you my fortune tell?"
"Yes, yes, please kindly Hold out to me your hand,
You only find mention That in a foreign land,
You've courted many fair ladies, But turned them all aside;
It's this poor little gypsy girl That is to be your brid."The Gypsy Girl continued
He loves me, he takes me To places oh so grand,
A servant now ready To go at my command,
The bells they did ring, And the music did play, It was a celebration,
The gypsy's wedding day.
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