There were three gipsies came to my hall door
And down stairs ran this lady-o
There were one sang high and the other sang low
And the other sang "Bonnie, Bonnie, Biscay-o"!

They sang so sweet, they sang so shrill
That fast her tears began to flow
And she laid down her silken gown
Her golden ring and all her show

She plucked off her high heeled shoes
A-made of spanish leather-o
And she went to the street in her bare, bare feet
All out in the wind and weather-o

O-saddle to me my milk white steed
And go and fetch my poney-o
That I may ride and seek my bride
Who is gone with the raggle taggle gipsies

And he rode high and he rode low
He rode east and he rode west
Until he came to an open field
And there he spied his lady-o

What made you live your house and land?
Your golden treasures for to go
What made you live your new wedded lord
To follow the raggle taggle gipsies-o?

What care I for my house and land?
What care I for my treasure-o?
What care I for my new wedded lord?
I'm off with the raggle taggle gipsies-o!

What made you live your goose feather bed
With sheets turned down so bravely-o?
Tonight you'll sleep in a cold open field
Along with the raggle taggle gipsies-o?

What care I for my goose feather bed
With sheets turned down so bravely-o?
Tonight I'll sleep in a cold open field
Along with the raggle taggle gipsies-o!