Gipsy Rover

Sing, sing, sing a wandering wench

Turn those ambers over

My love has a house with an apple tree

But I'm a gypsy rover

I met you, love, I make a mistake

I swore I'd never leave you

On Saturday I was in your arms

On Sunday I deceived you

Will you pluck my apples ripe

Or will you plough my furrow?

I cannot stay another day

I must away tomorrow

Sing, sing, sing a wandering wench

Turn those ambers over

My love has a house with an apple tree

But I'm a gypsy rover

The moonlight lay across the fields

The flock and herds were sleeping

And the only sound all in the land

Was the sound of my love weeping

And when the honeysuckle blows

And the bees hum in the clover

I sit and dream of apple trees

But I'm a gypsy rover

Sing, sing, sing a wandering wench

Turn those ambers over

My love has a house with an apple tree

But I'm a gypsy rover

And when the frost is biting hard

And the wild geese flying over

I sit and dream of my love's arms

But I'm a gypsy rover

Sing, sing, sing a wandering wench

Turn those ambers over

My love has a house with an apple tree

But I'm a gypsy rover

Sing, sing, sing a wandering wench

Turn those ambers over

My love has a house with an apple tree

But I'm a gypsy rover