Dark Moor - Raggle Taggle Gypsy Lyrics






There were three old gypsies came to our hall door
They came brave and boldly-o
And one sang high and the other sang low
And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o

It was upstairs downstairs the lady went
Put on her suit of leather-o
And there was a cry from around the door
She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o

It was late that night when the Lord came in
Enquiring for his lady-o
And the servant girl she said to the Lord
"She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

"Then saddle for me my milk white steed
- my big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride till I seek my bride
She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

Now he rode East and he rode West
He rode North and South also
Until he came to a wide open plain
It was there that he spied his lady-o

"How could you leave your goose feather bed
Your blankeys strewn so comely-o?
And how could you leave your newly wedded Lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"

"What care I for my goose feather bed
Wi' blankets strewn so comely-o?
Tonight I lie in a wide open field
In the arms of a raggle taggle gypsy-o"

"How could you leave your house and your land?
How could you leave your money-o?
How could you leave your only wedded Lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"

"What care I for my house and my land?
What care I for my money-o?
I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips
I'm away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"





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  1. A.... E....

    La nueva cancion del troleo

  2. C.... C....

    There were three old gypsies came to our hall door
    They came brave and boldly-o
    And one sang high and the other sang low
    And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o

    It was upstairs downstairs the lady went
    Put on her suit of leather-o
    And there was a cry from around the door
    She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o

    It was late that night when the Lord came in
    Enquiring for his lady-o
    And the servant girl she said to the Lord
    "She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

    "Then saddle for me my milk white steed
    - my big horse is not speedy-o
    And I will ride till I seek my bride
    She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

    Now he rode East and he rode West
    He rode North and South also
    Until he came to a wide open plain
    It was there that he spied his lady-o

    "How could you leave your goose feather bed
    Your blankeys strewn so comely-o?
    And how could you leave your newly wedded Lord
    All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"

    "What care I for my goose feather bed
    Wi' blankets strewn so comely-o?
    Tonight I lie in a wide open field
    In the arms of a raggle taggle gypsy-o"

    "How could you leave your house and your land?
    How could you leave your money-o?
    How could you leave your only wedded Lord
    All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"

    "What care I for my house and my land?
    What care I for my money-o?
    I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips
    I'm away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!

    I love this song

  3. a.... ....

    This song makes me want to drink and dance soooo bad. This is an amazing album from an amazing band.

  4. R.... t....

    Q le pasa a dark Moor 🤘 q pasó con ese metal q sabe hacer dark Moor 🤘 aún todavía les q do muy chida la de vallhala oooooh la de Dies irae bueno ya hablado de un género así por q está está bien. Rara pero suena bien pero no me late dark Moor 🤘 tiene q volver a recuperar ese tono muy dulce 😄

    R.... t....

    Origins es muy buen disco, pero no es Dark moor

  5. M.... G....

    Esta es la rola que más me gustó de todo el disco.

  6. H.... K....

    No se porque, pero me imagino a unos piratas Alemanes cantando esta canción. les quedo 10/10

    H.... K....

    A mi me suena más a música gitana que germana, quizás de la zona del sur de Francia o de Rumania.