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The whistling gypsy's come over the hill
Down by the river so shady
He whistled and he sang 'til the greenwoods rang
'Cause he won the heart of a lady
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Ow-de-do, ow-de-do-da-day
Ow-de-do, ow-de-da-ay
He whistled and he sang 'til the greenwoods rang
'Cause he won the heart of a lady
She left her home by the castle gate
She left her own true lover
She left her servants and her estate
To follow the gypsy rover
Her father saddled up his fastest steed
Rode through the valleys all over
Sought his daughter at greatest speed
And followed the gypsy rover
At last he came at last to a castle fine
Down by the river Claydee
And there was music and there was wine
For the gypsy and his lady
"He is no gypsy, my father" says she
"But lord of these valleys all over
And I shall stay 'til my dying day
With my whistling gypsy rover."