Luyện nghe bài hát Gypsy Davy

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

"Go saddle for me my buskin'
And a dollars saddle
out to me their wagon tracks
And them 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 Dave
There in the light of the camping
I saw her face beaming
Her heart in tune the big guitar

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

Have you your husband dear
To go to the Dave
And with the gypsy Dave
That of the gypsy 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
to me your lily-white hand

We'll ride back home
And we'll ride home
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 of the gypsy Dave
That song of the Dave