Little Gypsy Girl

[D]My father's the king of the gy[G]psies, [A]it is t[D]rue,
[D]Me mother, she lea[G]rned me some ca[Em]mping for to [A]do.
They p[D]ut the pack all on my back, and they d[G]id wish me w[A]ell,
Then [D]I went up to London, some for[G]tunes f[A]or to t[D]ell.
[D]Some fortunes for to t[G]ell, some fo[Em]rtunes for to t[A]ell,
And [D]I went up to London, some for[G]tunes f[A]or to t[D]ell.

[D]As I was a-walking down a f[G]air Lo[A]ndon st[D]reet,
[D]A handsome young s[G]quire I cha[Em]nced for to m[A]eet,
He vie[D]wed my brown cheeks and he li[G]ked them so w[A]ell,
Says [D]he, “My little gypsy girl, can y[G]ou me fo[A]rtune t[D]ell?
[D]Can you me fortune t[G]ell, can [Em]you me fortune t[A]ell,”
Says [D]he, “My little gypsy girl, c[G]an you me fo[A]rtune t[D]ell?”

[D]“Oh sir,“ I replied, “Give me f[G]ast hold [A]of your h[D]and.
[D]I see you have ri[G]ches, and h[Em]ouses, and la[A]nd,
And al[D]l your lovely ladies, you must l[G]ay them all as[A]ide,
I am [D]the little gypsy girl that [G]is to [A]be your b[D]ride,
[D]That is to be your br[G]ide, that [Em]is to be your br[A]ide,
I [D]am the little gypsy girl that [G]is to [A]be your b[D]ride.”

[D]He led me through woods and through va[G]lleys gr[A]een, I'm s[D]ure,
[D]Where he had got ser[G]vants to o[Em]pen up the d[A]oor
On the[D] softest bed of down then se[G]rved me so w[A]ell
That [D]in nine months after his for[G]tune [A]I did t[D]ell.
[D]His fortune I did t[G]ell, his fo[Em]rtune I did t[A]ell,
That [D]in nine months after his for[G]tune [A]I did t[D]ell.

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