The Gypsy Laddy

Three gypsies cam to oor ha' door
And oh but they sang bonnie o
They sang sae sweet and sae complete
They stole the heart o' a lady o

When she cam trippin' doon the stair
Her maidens twa before her o
They took one look at her weel-faured face
And they cast their spells a' aboot her o

She's cast aff her bonnie silk goon
Put on her tartan plaidie o
She gathered roon' her maidens twa
Bid fareweel to the lady o

When her good lord cam hame that night
He was speirin' for his lady o
The hounds has run and the hawks has flown
And the gypsy's awa' wi' yer lady o

Gae saddle tae me my bonnie black horse
The broon was ne'er sae speedy o
For I will neither eat nor drink
Till I win back the hand o' my lady o

Oh they rade east and they rade west
And they rade through Strathbogie o
There they spied the bonnie lass
She was following the gypsy laddie o

Will ye gie up your house and your land
Will ye gie up your baby o
Will ye gie up your ain wedded lord
Tae follow the gypsy laddie o

It's I'll gie up my hoose and my land
And I'll gie up my baby o
I made a vow and I'll keep it through
Tae follow my gypsy laddie o

There are seven brothers o' us a'
And oh but we were bonnie o
This very night we all shall be hanged
For the stealin' o' the earl's lady o

He sent for a hangman oot o' Fife
And anither one oot o' Kirkcaldy o
And ain by ain he's laid them doon
For the stealin' o' his lady o

Last night I lay on a fine feather bed
Wi' my guid lord there beside me o
This night I maun lie in the cauld cauld clay
Wi' the gypsies lyin' aroond me o