Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Davey

Traditional, arranged and adapted by Guthrie

It was late last night when the boss came
Asking his lady
The only answer he got was
She's gone with the Gypsy
Gone the Gypsy Dave

Go saddle me up my home
And my dollar saddle
Point out to me their wagon
And after them I'll travel and after l'll ride

Well I had not rode 'till the midnight
I saw their gleaming
I heard the notes of the big
And the voice of the Gypsies
That song of the Gypsy

It was in the light of the camping fire
I saw her fair face
Her heart in to the big guitar
And the song of the singing
That song of the Dave

Have you forsaken your house and
Have you your baby?
Have you forsaken husband dear?
To go with the Davey
And sing with the Davey
The song of the Dave?

Yes forsaken my husband dear
To go with the Davey
And I've forsaken my high
But not my eyed baby
Not my eyed babe

She to leave her husband dear
To go with the Davey
But the tears come a-trickling down her
To think about her blue baby
To think her blue eyed babe

off take off those buckskin gloves
Made of Spanish
Come to me your lily-white hand
And we'll ride home
And home again we'll

No I take off my buckskin gloves
Made of leather
I'll go my way day to day
And sing the Gypsy Davey
The of the Gypsy Davey
The song of the Dave