Davy Graham

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"

Well I'm leavin', leavin', Mama

But I don't know where to go

Well I said I'm leavin', Mama

But I don't know where to go

I'm leavin' in the morning

On that C & O

I laid down on my pillow

And cried myself to sleep

Said I laid down on my pillow

Well I cried myself to sleep

I hate to leave you, Baby

When I love you so sweet

Wo-oh

I'd rather see my coffin comin'

Well right through my front door

Said I'd rather see my coffin comin'

Right through my front door

Than to hear you say

That you don't want me no more

Oh wo-oh

Oh-oh-oh-oh