An amazing song, really fun to play along to. It's by Shirley Collins and The
Albion Country Band and I didn't know under which name to submit the chords to. But here they are.
D G A D
My father's the king of the gypsies, it is true,
D G Em A
Me mother, she learned me some camping for to do.
D G A
They put the pack all on my back, and they did wish me well,
D G A D
Then I went up to London, some fortunes for to tell.
D G Em A
Some fortunes for to tell, some fortunes for to tell,
D G A D
And I went up to London, some fortunes for to tell.
D G A D
As I was a-walking down a fair London street,
D G Em A
A handsome young squire I chanced for to meet,
D G A
He viewed my brown cheeks and he liked them so well,
D G A D
Says he, “My little gypsy girl, can you me fortune tell?
D G Em A
Can you me fortune tell, can you me fortune tell,”
D G A D
Says he, “My little gypsy girl, can you me fortune tell?”
D G A D
“Oh sir,“ I replied, “Give me fast hold of your hand.
D G Em A
I see you have riches, and houses, and land,
D G A
And all your lovely ladies, you must lay them all aside,
D G A D
I am the little gypsy girl that is to be your bride,
D G Em A
That is to be your bride, that is to be your bride,
D G A D
I am the little gypsy girl that is to be your bride.”
D G A D
He led me through woods and through valleys green, I'm sure,
D G Em A
Where he had got servants to open up the door
D G A
On the softest bed of down then served me so well
D G A D
That in nine months after his fortune I did tell.
D G Em A
His fortune I did tell, his fortune I did tell,
D G A D
That in nine months after his fortune I did tell.
Chords by COTH
http://www.shirleycollins.co.uk/
