Gypsy Davy chords & lyrics - Woody Guthrie

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    It was late last night when the boss come home 
    He's askin' about his lady
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    The only answer he received, "she's gone with the 
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    Gypsy Davy, gone with the gypsy Dave" 
    "go saddle for me my buckskin' horse
    And a hundred dollars saddle
    Point out to me their wagon tracks
    And after them I'll travel, after them I'll ride"
    Well, I had not rode 'til the midnight moon
    When I saw the campfire gleaming
    I heard the notes of the big guitar
    And the voice of the gypsy singin'
    That song of the gypsy Dave
    There in the light of the camping fire
    I saw her fair face beaming
    Her heart in tune with the big guitar
    And the voice of the gypsy singing
    That song of the gypsy Dave
    Have you forsaken your house and home
    Have you forsaken your baby
    Have you forsaken your husband dear
    To go to the gypsy Davey
    And sing with the gypsy Dave
    That song of the gypsy Dave
    Yes, I've forsaken my husband dear
    To go with the gypsy Davy
    And I've forsaken my mansion high
    But not my blue-eyed baby
    Not my blue-eyed babe
    She smiled to leave her husband dear
    And go with the Gypsy Davy
    But the tears come a-tricklin' down her cheeks
    To think of the blue-eyed baby
    Pretty little blue-eyed babe
    Take off take off your buskin'gloves
    Made of spanish leather
    Give to me your lily-white hand
    We'll ride back home together
    And we'll ride home again
    No, I won't take off my buskin' gloves
    They're made of Spanish leather
    I'll go my way from day to day
    And sing with the gypsy Davy
    That song of the gypsy Dave
    That song of the gypsy Davey
    That song of the gypsy Dave