| lyric | 1. The gypsy rover came over the hill,
Bound through the valley so shady;
He shistled and he sang till the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lday.
Chorus
Ahdido, ahdididaday,
Ahdido, ahdidaydee;
He wistled and he sang till the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.
2. 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.
3. Her father saddled his fastest steed,
Roamed the valley all over;
Sought his daughter at great speed,
And the whistling gypsy rover.
4. He came at last to a mansion fine,
Down by the river Clayde;
And there was a music, and there was wine,
For the gypsy and his lady.
5. He’s no gypsy, my father, said she,
My lord of freelands all over;
And I will stay till my dying day,
With my whistling gypsy rover. |