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percy grainger - the gypsy's wedding day lyrics

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my father is the king of the gypsies
that is true;
and my mother she has learnt me
some camping to do
with my pack upon my back i hope
you wish me well
for i’m just a+going to london some
fortunes for to tell

as i was a+walking through
a fair london street
a handsome young squire
i chanced for to meet
he viewed my brown cheeks
and he liked me so well
he said,”me little gypsy girl
can you me fortune tell?”

“oh yes,” i replied, “give me
hold of your hand
for you have got riches
both houses and land
but all those pretty lassies
you must lay aside
for it is the little gypsy girl
that’s going to be your bride.”
the adieu to the meadows
and to the shady grove
no more with my sisters
a+camping will i rove
the bells they shall ring merrily
and sweet the music play
and will crown the glad tidings
of the gypsy’s wedding day

oh! once i was a gypsy girl
but now a squire’s bride
i’ve servants for to wait on me
and in the carriage ride
the bells they shall ring merrily
and sweet the music play
and will crown the glad tidings
of the gypsy’s wedding day



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