Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Davy

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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