The Irish Rovers - The Gypsy lyrics

So you think that your in love with me Would you list to what I say You're too young to come with me girl I must be on my way So stop your silly crying now Can't you plainly see I'm a gypsy rover love and you can't come with me Go home girl go on home can't you see I'm a gypsy rover love and you can't come with with me You met me at the carnival When your Ma was not with you You like me long brown ringlets And me handerchief of blue And though I'm very fond of you And you asked me home to tea Sure I'm a gypsy rover love And you can't come with me Your Daddy is a gentleman And he would throw me in jail For he knows that I'm a poacher And I've taken his best quail Don't tell you Ma we meet sometimes Behind me caravan She'd never let you talk to me I'm a rambling gypsy man I watched her walk away from me With the teardrops in her eye A little girl just eight years old Can't really understand why She's me little daughter and her Mammy oh so fine Once travelled in my caran She was a love of mine