Seven gypsies stood in a row And they sang so sweetly through the air Sang so sweet, so very sweet They stole the heart of a lady fair She stood in her castle wall Smiling on those gypsies-o When 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 Until 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 "It's 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 lord he said 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 In the arms of my dark eyed gypsy-o"