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"Gipsy girl"


Oh, once I was a Gipsy girl, but now I'm a rich man's bride
With servants to wait on me, while in my carriage ride
while in my carriage ride
while in my carriage ride
With servants to wait on me, while in my carriage ride


When I was strollin', one day down London street
A handsome young squire, was the first I'd chance to meet
He knew my pretty brown cheeks, which now he loves so well
He said my little Gipsy girl, will you my fortune tell
will you my fortune tell
will you my fortune tell
He said my little Gipsy girl, will you my fortune tell


Oh, yes Sir, kind Sir, please hold to me your hand
You have many fine mansions, in many a foreign land
and all those fine young ladies, you cast them all aside
I am the Gipsy girl, who wish to be your bride
who wish to be your bride
who wish to be your bride
I am the Gipsy girl, who wish to be your bride


He took me, he led me, to a place on a quiet shore
With servants to wait on me, and open my own door
and open my own door
and open my own door
With servants to wait on me, and open my own door


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