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{title:The Whistling Gypsy}
{st:Tommy Makem}
The G[G]ypsy R[D]over came [G]over the h[D]ill,
D[G]own through the v[D]alley so s[G]hady[D].
He wh[G]istled and he s[D]ang `till the gr[G]eenwoods r[C]ang,
And [G]he won the h[D]eart of a [G]lad[C]y. [G] [D7]
{c:Chorus:}
Ah-di-do, ah-di-do ah-dey,
Ah-di-do, ah-di dey-o,
He whistled and he sang `till the greenwoods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.
She left her father`s castle gate,
She left her own true lover,
She left her servants and her estate
To follow the Gypsy Rover.
{c:Chorus.}
Her father saddled his fastest steed,
Roamed the valley all over,
Sought his daughter at great speed,
And the whistling Gypsy Rover.
{c:Chorus.}
He came at last to a mansion fine,
Down by the river Calyde,
And there was music and there was wine
For the Gypsy and his lady.
{c:Chorus.}
"He`s no gypsy, my father," she said,
"But lord of the freelands all over,
And I will stay `till my dying day
With my whistling Gypsy Rover.
{c:Chorus.}
Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives
by Steve Putz
7 September 1992
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003
{title:The Whistling Gypsy}
{st:Tommy Makem}
The G[G]ypsy R[D]over came [G]over the h[D]ill,
D[G]own through the v[D]alley so s[G]hady[D].
He wh[G]istled and he s[D]ang `till the gr[G]eenwoods r[C]ang,
And [G]he won the h[D]eart of a [G]lad[C]y. [G] [D7]
{c:Chorus:}
Ah-di-do, ah-di-do ah-dey,
Ah-di-do, ah-di dey-o,
He whistled and he sang `till the greenwoods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.
She left her father`s castle gate,
She left her own true lover,
She left her servants and her estate
To follow the Gypsy Rover.
{c:Chorus.}
Her father saddled his fastest steed,
Roamed the valley all over,
Sought his daughter at great speed,
And the whistling Gypsy Rover.
{c:Chorus.}
He came at last to a mansion fine,
Down by the river Calyde,
And there was music and there was wine
For the Gypsy and his lady.
{c:Chorus.}
"He`s no gypsy, my father," she said,
"But lord of the freelands all over,
And I will stay `till my dying day
With my whistling Gypsy Rover.
{c:Chorus.}
Submitted to the ftp.nevada.edu:/pub/guitar archives
by Steve Putz
7 September 1992
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