Black Jack Davis (Gypsy Davis)

Black Jack Davis (Gypsy Davis) - Woody Guthrie (伍迪·格思里)/Sonny Terry

It was late last night when the boss came home

Askin' for his lady

The only answer that he got

"She's gone with the Gypsy Davey

She's gone with the Gypsy Dave "

Go saddle for me a buckskin horse

And a hundred dollar saddle

Point out to me their wagon tracks

And after them I'll travel

After them I'll ride

Well I had not rode to the midnight moon

When I saw the campfire gleaming

I heard the notes of the big guitar

And the voice of the gypsies singing

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 gypsies 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 with the Gypsy Davy

And sing with the Gypsy Davy

The 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 baby

She smiled to leave her husband dear

And go with the Gypsy Davy;

But the tears come a-trickling down her cheeks

To think of the blue-eyed baby

Pretty little blue-eyed baby

Take off take off your buckskin gloves

Made of Spanish leather;

Give to me your lily-white hair

And we'll ride home together

We'll ride home again

No I won't take off my buckskin 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 Davy

That song of the Gypsy Davy

That song of the Gypsy Dave