The gypsy rover came over the hill,

Down through the valley so shady,

He whistled and he sang 'til the greenwoods rang,

And he won the heart of a lady;

CHORUS:

Ah-de-do, ah-de-do-da-day,

Ah-de-do, ah-de-day-ay,

He whistled and he sang 'til the greenwoods rang,

And he won the heart of a lady;

She left her father's castle gates,

She left her own fine lover,

She left her servants and her land,

To follow they gypsy rover;

CHORUS

He father saddled up his fastest steed,

And roamed the valleys all over,

Sought his daughter at great speed,

And the whistling gypsy rover;

He came at last to a mansion fine,

Down by the river Claydee,

And there was music and there was wine,

For the gypsy and his lady;

"He is no gypsy, my father" she said,

"But lord of these lands al over,

And I shall stay 'til my dying day

With my whistling gypsy rover."