There were seven yellow gypsies and all in a row, None of them lame nor lazy-O, And they sang so neat and so complete They stole the heart of the lady-O.
It was late that night when the lord came home Enquiring for his lady-O, And the answer the servants gave to him, She's gone away with the seven yellow gypsies-O.
Then saddle me my bonny black horse, The white one's ne'er so speedy-O. That I may ride on a long summer night In search of my false lady-O
So he rode west and he rode west, He rode through wood and copses too, Until he came to an open field And there he saw his lady-O.
Would you give up your house and land? Would you give up your baby-O? Would you give up your new-wedded lord? To run away with the seven yellow gypsies-O?
Well, what care I for my house and land? What care I for my baby-O? Sure I wouldn't give a kiss from a gipsy laddie's lips Not for all Lord Cassilis' money-O.