Emily Smith - Gypsy Davy lyrics

The gypsy king cam over the hill* Defying storm and danger It seemed to be my lot to fall In love wi the dark eyed stranger I gave tae him o the good wheat bread And he gave tae me the ginger I gave tae him a better thing Aa the gold frae off my fingers And he has asked me tae be his wife Tae be his honoured lady He's asked me tae leave my home and kin And follow the Gypsy Davy They tell me tae marry beneath my rank Is nothing short of danger But title and gold cannot compare With my love for the dark-eyed stranger So she's ta'en off her high-heeled shoes Aa made wi Spanish leather She's gone doon in her low-heeled shoes And they rode off together They rode high and they rode low They rode so late and early They rode till they cam tae the dark blue sea And oh but she was weary Said last night I slept in a down-feather bed An honoured and titled lady But tonight I'll sleep in the green, green fields In the arms of my Gypsy Davy And when the lord cam home in the night Inquiring for his lady The servants made him this reply She's gone wi the Gypsy Davy Gae saddle tae me my little yellow mare The grey one's not so speedy I'll ride aa day and I'll ride aa night And I'll overtake my lady Well he rode til he cam to the dark blue sea It looked so dark and dreary There he spied his own dear bride By the side of the Gypsy Davy Oh will you come home, my dear, my love Will you come home my darlin I'll keep you safe in a close, close room Where no man will ever come near you No I won't come home, my dear, my love I won't come home my darlin If I brew good beer I'll drink the same And you'll no more come near me So she's ta'en off her long blue gloves Aa made wi Spanish leather She waved fareweel with her little white hands She waved fareweel forever Said last night I slept in a down-feather bed An honoured and titled lady But tonight I'll sleep in the green, green fields In the arms of my Gypsy Davy