Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Davy

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

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

Well, I had not rode 'til the midnight
When I saw the campfire
I heard the of the big guitar
And the of the gypsy singin'

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

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

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

Yes, forsaken my husband dear
To go the gypsy Davy
And I've forsaken my mansion
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 back home together
And we'll ride again
No, I won't take off my buskin'
They're made of leather

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