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 with the
Gypsy Davy, gone the gypsy Davy."

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

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

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

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

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

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

Not my babe.
off take off your buskin'gloves
Made of spanish
Give to me your lily-white

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

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