Seven Gypsies

Seven gypsies stood in a row
And they sang so sweetly throught the air
They sang so sweet, so very sweet
They stole the heart of a lady fair
She stood in her castle high
Smiling on those gypsies-o
A jealous thought came into her mind
She would follow the dark-eyed gypsies-o
Her young lord came home that night
Enquiring for his lady-o
«I'm afraid, i’m afraid,» said the old kitchen maid
«She's gone with the dark-eyed gypsies-o»
He rode east and he rode west
'Til he came to a farmer’s door
«Farmer, farmer tell me the truth
Have you seen the dark-eyed gypsies-o?»
«Ride on, ride on,» the farmer cried
«Down in yonder valley-o
There you’ll find your own true bride
In the arms of a dark-eyed gypsy-o»
«Will you forsake your house and land
Will you give up your little son
Will you lie on the cold cool ground
In the arms of a dark eyed gypsy-o»
«I'll give up, my lord,» she said, «I'll forsake my little son
I’ll eat off the grass and drink of the dew
And lie with the dark eyed gypsy-o»