Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Davy

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

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

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

That of the gypsy Dave
in the light of the camping fire
I saw her face beaming
Her heart in with the big guitar

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

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

Yes, forsaken my husband dear
To go the gypsy Davy
And I've forsaken my high
But not my baby

Not my babe.
Take off off your buskin'gloves
Made of leather
Give to me lily-white hand

We'll back home together
And we'll home again
No, I won't take off my buskin'
made of Spanish leather

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