Gypsy Davey

Traditional, arranged by Woody Guthrie

  East Orange tape, Home of Bob and Sid Gleason, East Orange NJ - February or March 1961  

It was late last night when the lord come...

It was late last night when the boss come home
Asking about his lady 
The only answer that he got
She's gone with the Gypsy Davy
She's gone with the Gypsy Dave.

Go saddle for me my buckskin horse
With a hundred dollar saddle
Point out to me their wagon tracks
After them I'll travel
And after them I'll ride.

Well he had not rode to the midnight moon
When he saw the campfire gleaming
He heard the sound of the big guitar
And the voice of the gypsy singing
That song of the Gypsy Dave.

There by the light of the camping fire
He saw her fur face beaming
Her heart in tune to the big guitar
And the sound of the gypsy singing
That song of the Gypsy Dave.

Have you forsaken your house and home?
Have you forsaken your baby?
Have you forsaken your husband dear
To go with the Gypsy Davy
To go with the Gypsy Dave.

Yes I've forsaken my husband dear
To go with the Gypsy Davy
And I've forsaken my mansion high
But not my blue eyed baby
But not my blue eyed babe.

She turned to go away from him
And go with the Gypsy Davy
But the tears come a-trickling down her cheeks
To think of her blue eyed baby
To go with the blue eyed babe.

Take off take off your buckskin gloves
Made of Spanish leather
And give to me your lily white hand
And we'll ride home together
And we will ride home again.

Now I won't take off my buckskin gloves
Made of Spanish leather
I'll go on my way from day to day
To be with the Gypsy Davy
To go with the Gypsy Dave
Sing with the Gypsy Davy
Go with the Gypsy Dave.