Three old gypsies came to our hall door One sang high and the other sang low The one sang high and the other sang low And the third sang the black-eyed-gypsy. Upstairs and downstairs the lady ran Put on her shoes of leather All of the hue and all of the cry She's away with the black-eyed gypsy. Late that night the squire came home Enquiring for his lady The servant girls replied to him all She's away with the black-eyed gypsy. Saddle for me my milk-white steed The black horse is not speedy I will ride and seek my bride She's away with the black-eyed gypsy. He rode east and he rode west He rode north and south also He rode till he came to a woody double field 'Twas there he spied his lady "Why did you leave your house and land Why did you leave your money Why did you leave your new wed lord All for the black eyed gypsy?" "What care I for me house and land What care I for money What care I for me new wed lord I'm away with the black eyed gypsy." "Last night you slept in a goose-feather bed With the blankets turned so bravely Tonight you lie in a woody double field In the arms of your black-eyed gypsy." "What care I for a goose-feather bed With the blankets turned so bravely Tonight I'll lie in a woody double field In the arms of my black-eyed gypsy. "For you rode east when I rode west You rode high when I rode low I'd rather have a kiss from the yellow gypsy's lips Than you and all your money."