The Raggle Taggle Gypsy; Tabhair Dom Do Lámh Songtext
von Christy Moore

There were three auld gypsies came to our hall door.
They came brave and boldly-o.
And one sang high and the other sang low
And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o.

It was upstairs, downstairs the lady went,
Put on her suit of leather-o,
And it was the cry all around her door;
"She′s away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

It was late that night when the lord came in,
Enquiring for his lady-o,
And the servant girl's reply to him was;
"She′s away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

"Then saddle for me my milk-white steed
Me big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride and I'll seek me bride,
She's away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"


He rode east and he rode west
He rode north and south also,
And when he rode to the wide open field
It was there that he spied his lady-o.

"Arra, why did you leave your house and your land,
Why did you leave your money-o?
Why did you leave your only wedded lord
All for the raggle taggle gypsy-o?"

"Yerra what do I care for me house and me land?
What do I care for money-o?
What do I care for me only wedded lord?
I′m away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

"It was there last night you′d a goose feather bed,
Blankets drawn so comely-o.
But tonight you lie in a wide open field
In the arms of the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

"Yerra, what do I care for me goose feather bed?
Yerra, what do I care for blankets-o?
What do I care for me only wedded lord?
I'm away with the raggle taggle gypsy-o"


"Oh, for you rode east when I rode west,
You rode high and I rode low.
I′d rather have a kiss of the yellow gypsy's lips
Than all the cash and money-o"