Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Davy

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

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

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

song of the gypsy Dave
There in the light of the fire
I saw her fair face
Her heart in with the big guitar

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

Have you forsaken husband dear
To go to the gypsy
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 buskin'gloves
Made of spanish
Give to me lily-white hand

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

go my way from day to day
And sing with the Davy
That song of the gypsy
That of the gypsy Dave