Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Davy

It was late last night the boss come home
about his lady
The only he received, "she's gone with the
Davy, gone with the gypsy Davy."

"Go for me my buskin' horse
And a hundred dollars
out to me their wagon tracks
And them I'll travel, after them I'll ride"

Well, I had not rode the midnight moon
When I saw the gleaming
I the notes of the big guitar
And the of the gypsy singin'

song of the gypsy Dave
There in the of the camping fire
I saw her face beaming
Her in tune with the big guitar

And the of the gypsy singing
That song of the Dave
Have you your house and home
Have you forsaken your

Have you forsaken your husband
To go to the Dave
And sing with the Dave
That song of the Dave

Yes, I've forsaken my husband
To go with the Davy
And I've forsaken my high
But not my blue-eyed

Not my babe.
Take off take off your
Made of spanish
Give to me your hand

We'll ride home together
And ride home again
No, I won't take off my buskin'
They're made of Spanish

I'll go my way day to day
And sing with the gypsy
song of the gypsy Dave
That song of the gypsy