Paroles de Raggle taggle gypsy

There were three gypsies a come to my door,
And down stairs ran this a-lady, o.
One sang high and another sang low
And the other sang bonny bonny biscay o

Then she pulled off her silk finished gown,
And put on hose of leather, o
The ragged ragged rags about our door
And she's gone with the wraggle, taggle gypsies o

It was late last night when my lord came home,
Inquiring for his a-lady o
The servants said on every hand
She's gone with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, o

O saddle to me my milk-white steed
And go and fetch me my pony, o
That i may ride and seek my bride,
Who's gone with the wraggle-taggle gypsies o

O he rode high, and he rode low
He rode through wood and copses too,
Until he came to a wide open field,
And there he espied his a-lady o

What makes you leave you house and land?
What makes you leave you money, o?
What makes you leave you new-wedded lord,
To follow the wraggle-taggle gypsies, o.

What care i for my house and land?
What care i for my money,o?
What care i for my new-wedded lord,
I'm off with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, o!

"last night you slept on a goosefeather bed,
With the sheet turned down so bravely, o.
Tonight you'll sleep in a cold open field,
Along with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, o."

"what care i for a goose-feather bed,
With the sheet turned down so bravely, o.
For tonight i'll sleet in a cold open field,
Along with the wraggle-taggle gypsies, o.

Info:
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Dorothy scarborough in her "song catcher from the southern
Mountains" says that in the earliest edition of the ballad, the
Gypsy is called johnny faa, a name common among gypsies. when
The gypsies were banished from scotland in 1624, johnny faa
Disobeyed the decree and was hanged.