TIR FADA | The Raggle taggle gypsy

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  • a traditional folk song that originated as a Scottish border ballad, and has been popular throughout Britain, Ireland and North America.
    It concerns a rich lady who runs off to join one gypsy.
    (photos from Edinburgh, Inverness and the Highlands)
    Tir Fada is a Thessaloniki - Greece based band
    George Skarogiannis, fingerstyle guitar
    Kostas Kyritsakis, mandolin
    Stathis Paraskevopoulos, percussion
    Elsa Mouratidou, voice
    Find us on FB: / tirfada
    There were three auld gypsies came to our hall door.
    They came brave and boldly-o.
    And one sang high and the other sang low
    And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o.
    It was upstairs, downstairs the lady went,
    Put on her suit of leather-o,
    And it was the cry all around her door;
    "She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"
    It was late that night when the lord came in,
    Enquiring for his lady-o,
    And the servant girl's reply to him was;
    "She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"
    "Then saddle for me my milk-white steed
    Me big horse is not speedy-o
    And I will ride and I'll seek me bride,
    She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"
    He rode east and he rode west
    He rode north and south also,
    And when he rode to the wide open field
    It was there that he spied his lady-o.
    "Arra, why did you leave your house and your land,
    Why did you leave your money-o?
    Why did you leave your only wedded lord
    All for the raggle taggle gypsy-o?"
    "Yerra what do I care for me house and me land?
    What do I care for money-o?
    What do I care for me only wedded lord?
    I'm away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"
    "It was there last night you'd a goose feather bed,
    Blankets drawn so comely-o.
    But tonight you lie in a wide open field
    In the arms of the raggle taggle gypsy-o"
    "Yerra, what do I care for me goose feather bed?
    Yerra, what do I care for blankets-o?
    What do I care for me only wedded lord?
    I'm away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"
    "Oh, for you rode east when I rode west,
    You rode high and I rode low.
    I'd rather have a kiss of the yellow gypsy's lips
    Than all the cash and money-o"
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