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There were three gypaiea coming to my hall door Down the stairs ran this lady-o One sang high and the other sang low And the other sang a Bonny, Bonny, Biscayo It was up the stairs that the lady went Put on her silk and leather ? o There was a cry from around the door She's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o It was late that night when the lord came in Enquiring for his lady-o The servants said on every hand She's away with the raggle-taggle- gypsy-o 0 saddle for me my milk white steed Go fetch me my pony-o That I may go and seek my bride Who's away with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o 0 he rode east and he rode west He rode through-the copses-o Until he came to a wide open field It was there that he spied his lady-o 0 what made you leave your house and your land Letras de cancionesWhat made you leave your money-o What made you leave your new-wedded lord To be off with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o 0 what do I care for my house and my land What do I care I for money-o What do I care for my new-wedded lord I'm off with the raggle-taggle gypsy-o From Letras Mania