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
Till 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"
