Gypsy Davy

It was late last night when the boss came home
Askin' for his lady
The only answer that he got
"She's gone with the Gypsy Davey
She's gone with the Gypsy Dave."

Go saddle for me a buckskin horse
And a hundred dollar saddle
Point out to me their wagon tracks
And after them I'll travel
After them I'll ride

Well I had not rode to the midnight moon
When I saw the campfire gleaming
I heard the notes of the big guitar
And the voice of the gypsies singing
That song of the Gypsy Dave

There in the light of the camping fire
I saw her fair face beaming
Her heart in tune with the big guitar
And the voice of the gypsies singing
That song of the Gypsy Dave

Have you forsaken your house and home?
Have you forsaken your baby?
Have you forsaken your husband dear
To go with the Gypsy Davy?
And sing with the Gypsy Davy?
The song of the Gypsy Dave?

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

She smiled to leave her husband dear
And go with the Gypsy Davy;
But the tears come a-trickling down her cheeks
To think of the blue-eyed baby
Pretty little blue-eyed baby

Take off, take off your buckskin gloves
Made of Spanish leather;
Give to me your lily-white hair
And we'll ride home together
We'll ride home again

No, I won't take off my buckskin gloves
They're made of Spanish leather
I'll go my way from day to day
And sing with the Gypsy Davy
That song of the Gypsy Davy
That song of the Gypsy Davy
That song of the Gypsy Dave