The Whistling Gypsy

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The Whistling Gypsy, sometimes known simply as The Gypsy Rover, is a well-known Celtic folk song. These are some of the song:

A gypsy rover come over the hill, down through the valley so shady
He whistled and he sang til the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady

Chorus: "Ah di do ah di do dah day"
"Ah Di do ah di day dee"
He whistled and he sang til the green woods rang
And he won the heart of a lady

"She Left her father's castle gate"
"She left her own true lover"
"She left her servants and her estate"
"To follow the gypsy rover"

"Her Father saddled his fastest steed"
"And Roamed through the Valley all over"

[edit] Full Lyrics

There are many lyrics, but these are beileved to be the original ones. CREDIT: http://www.ingeb.org/songs/thegypsy.html

The Gypsy Rover came over the hills,
Down to the valley so shady;
He whistled and he sang
til the greenwood rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

A dee do a dee do die day,
A dee do a dee day-o
He whistled and he sang
Til the greenwood rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

She left her father's castle gates,
she left her fair young lover;
She left her servants
And her estate
to follow the gypsy rover.

A dee do a dee do die day,
A dee do a dee day-o
She left her servants
And her estate
to follow the gypsy rover.

She left behind her velvet gown,
And shoes of Spanish leather
They whistled and they sang
Till the greenwood rang,
As they rode off together.

A dee do a dee do die day,
A dee do a dee day-o
They whistled and they sang
Till the greenwood rang,
As they rode of together.

Last night she slept on goose feather bed
With silken sheets for a cover;
Tonight she sleeps
On the cold, cold ground
Beside her gypsy lover.

A dee do a dee do die day,
A dee do a dee day-o
Tonight she sleeps
On the cold, cold ground
Beside her gyspy lover.

Her father mounted up his fasted steed
To search the valleys all over
Sought his daughter
At great speed
And the whistling gypsy rover.

A dee do a dee do die day,
A dee do a dee day-o

Sought his daughter
At great speed
And the whistling gypsy rover.

They came at last to a mansion fine,
Down by the river Claydee
And there was music
And there was wine,
For the gypsy and his lady.

A dee do a dee do die day,
A dee do a dee day-o
And there was music
And there was wine,
For the gypsy and his lady.

"He is no gypsy, my father" she said
"But lord of these lands all over,
And I shall stay
'til my dying day
With my whistling gypsy rover."

A dee do a dee do die day,
A dee do a dee day-o
And I shall stay
'til my dying day
With my whistling gypsy rover."