I'm You're listening to Druidcast episode 119.

You're listening to Druidcast, episode 119. The There were seven of the gypsies and all in a row,

None of them were lame or lazy, oh, and they sang so sweet and so complete

That they stole the heart to the lady

Oh oh they sang sweet and they sang shrill

Their foster tears began to flow

And she laid down her silken gown

Her golden rings And all her show

Oh she plucked off her oil choose

All I made her Spanish lever on

And she would in the streets in a bare bare fee

To run away with seven of the gypsies oh oh she wrote no and she wrote out and she rode

late down a leo until they come to the riverside and oh but she was weary oh says last night our road by the river side with me seven's all around me oh and tonight i must go with me bare bare feet all along with seven of the gypsies oh it was late last night when the law came home and his servant say stood ready

and one took his boots and the other took his horse but away was his own dear lady oh and when he come to the servant's door

Inquiring for his lady oh

The one she sighed and the other one cried

She's run away with seven of the gypsies

Oh for I met with a boy and a bonny, bonny boy.

And they were strange stories he told me, oh, of the moon that rose by the river side,

for to pack with seven and the gypsies, oh, saddle to me My bonny bonny mow

For the brown's not so speedy-o

And I will rightful to seek my bride

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