The Whistling Gypsy

(álbum: Close-Up - 1961)

The gypsy rover came over the hill. Down through the valley so shady
He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady

Ah dee du, ah dee du da day. Ah dee du, ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady

She left her father's castle gate. Left her own fond lover
Left her servants and her estate to follow the gypsy rover

Ah dee du, ah dee du da day. Ah dee du, ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady

Her father saddled his fastest steed. Searched these valleys all over
Seeking his daughter at great speed and the whistling gypsy rover

Ah dee du, ah dee du da day. Ah dee du, ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady

At last he came to a castle gate along the river Claydee
And there was music and there was wine for the gypsy and his lady

Ah dee du, ah dee du da day. Ah dee du, ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang and he won the heart of a lady

"He is no gypsy, my father," she said. "But lord of these lands all over
And I will stay till my dying day with the whistling gypsy rover

Ah dee du, ah dee du da day. Ah dee du, ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang till the green woods rang, till the green woods rang, till the green woods rang
And he won the heart of a lady