The Gypsy Laddie - The Tannahill Weavers

There were three gypsies in a row

And oh but they were bonnie o

They sang sae sweet and sae complete

They’ve stolen the heart of a lady o

Laddie o

Laddie o

Follow the gypsy laddie o

It’s ye’ll tak' aff that silken goon

And put on this tartan plaidie o

And ye’ll come awa' this lee-lang-nicht

And follow the gypsy laddie o

Lord castles he’s cam hame at e’en

Enquiring for his lady o

The hounds is run the hawks is flown

And the gypsy’s awa' wi' yer lady o

Come saddle tae me the black the black

Mak haste and soon be ready o

For meat and drink i winna taste

Till i get back to my lady o

And he’s rode east and he’s rode west

Till he’s cam tae yonder boggie o

And there he spied the well faured maid

In the arms of the gypsy laddie o

Will ye come wi' me my honey and my heart

Will ye come wi' me my lady o

And i swear by the sword that hangs by my side

The black band ne’er shall steal ye o

I winnae come wi' you my honey and my heart

I winnae come wi' you my dearie o

Till i hae drank the breest i brewed

And that’s in the water o' the eerie o