There were three old gypsies came to our hall door 
They came brave and boldly-o 
One sang high and the other sang low 
And the Lady sang the raggle taggle gypsy-o 
It was upstairs and downstairs the lady went 
Put on her suit of leather-o 
T’was a cry all around the door 
She’s away wi’ the raggle taggle gypsy-o 
It was late that night when the lord came in 
Enquiring for his lady-o 
The servant girl replied to her lord 
She’s away wi’ the raggle taggle gypsy-o 
Oh then saddle for me my milk white steed 
- my big horse is not speedy-o 
I will ride and I’ll seek me bride 
She’s away wi’ the raggle taggle gypsy-o 
Then he rode east and he rode west 
He rode north and south also 
But when he rode to the wide open fields 
It was there that he spied his lady-o