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The English and Scottish Popular Ballads

Edited by Francis James Child.

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65

Johny Faa, the Gypsy Laddie

THE GYPSY LADDIE—A

[_]

Ramsay's Tea-Table Miscellany, vol. iv, 1740. Here from the London edition of 1763, p. 427.

1

The gypsies came to our good lord's gate,
And wow but they sang sweetly!
They sang sae sweet and sae very compleat
That down came the fair lady.

2

And she came tripping down the stair,
And all her maids before her;
As soon as they saw her well-far'd face,
They coost the glamer oer her.

3

‘Gae tak frae me this gay mantile,
And bring to me a plaidie;
For if kith and kin and a' had sworn,
I'll follow the gypsie laddie.

4

‘Yestreen I lay in a well-made bed,
And my good lord beside me;
This night I'll ly in a tenant's barn,
Whatever shall betide me.’

5

‘Come to your bed,’ says Johny Faa,
‘Oh come to your bed, my deary;
For I vow and I swear, by the hilt of my sword,
That your lord shall nae mair come near ye.’

6

‘I'll go to bed to my Johny Faa,
I'll go to bed to my deary;
For I vow and I swear, by what past yestreen,
That my lord shall nae mair come near me.

7

‘I'll mak a hap to my Johnny Faa,
And I'll mak a hap to my deary;
And he's get a' the coat gaes round,
And my lord shall nae mair come near me.’

8

And when our lord came hame at een,
And speir'd for his fair lady,

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The tane she cry'd, and the other reply'd,
‘She's away with the gypsie laddie.’

9

‘Gae saddle to me the black, black steed,
Gae saddle and make him ready;
Before that I either eat or sleep,
I'll gae seek my fair lady.’

10

And we were fifteen well-made men,
Altho we were nae bonny;
And we were a' put down for ane,
A fair young wanton lady.