Gypsy Davy

It was late last night when I came to your door
And the moon shone bright and clearly
I knocked but you would not let me in
Said I love the Gypsy Davy

Near thirty years I've been your friend
And never asked a favour
All I seek is a bed for the night
And you will be my saviour.

My bed has only room for two
That's me and Gypsy DavyI
f he should find you sleeping here
I fear that he would leave me.

Gypsy Davy is my friend
I know he'd never turn me
Away so late this chilly night
When cold Jack Frost could burn me.

Well come you in this chilly night
And if my love should scold me
I'll tell him you came to my door
And claimed a bed so boldly.

Well then this maiden let me in
And made me warm and comfy
And in the morning I was gone
Away like the Gypsy Davy.

It was late next night when he came home
Enquiring of his lady.
She said another has stole my heart
Away from Gypsy Davy.

There's many a gypsy claims the love
Of many a lovely lady
But he would better stay at home
When the moon shines bright and clearly.

For who knows who will come along
When gypsy is a-roaming
Someone who sings a sweeter song
Like me that night and morning.

02/05/08, 5.10pm, on a bus from Bakewell to Sheffield