(Traditional). . There were three old gypsies came to our hall door. they came brave and boldly-o. And one sang high and the other sang low. and the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o.
There were three old gypsies came to our hall door. They came brave and boldly-o. One sang high and the other sang low. And the Lady sang the raggle taggle gypsy-o.
Love, my Lagan love,. My Lagan love.. . Where Lagan stream sing lullaby,. There blows a lily fair.. The twilight gleam is in her eye,. The night is on her hair..