Seven Gypsies Lyrics

Seven gypsies all in a row

They sang so neat and bonny oh

They sang so neat, they're so complete

They stole the heart of a lady

She's kicked off her high-heeled shoes

Made of Spanish leather She's put an old pair of brogues on

To follow the gypsy laddie

Late at night the Lord came home

He's enquiring for his lady

The servant's down on his knees and said

She's away with the seven gypsies

He's been over the high, high hills

Till he came to the morning

There he's found his own dear wife

In the arms of the seven gypsies

Last night I slept in a feather bed

The sheets and blankets around me

Tonight I slept in a cold open field

In the arms of the seven gypsies

Seven gypsies all in a row They sang so neat and bonny, oh

They sang so neat but all were hanged

For the stealing of a famous lady