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A gypsy rovGer caDme over theG hill, inEmto theG valley sChady; G D
He whGistled and he sCang til the gGreen G/Fwood rEmang,
And Ghe won the hCeart of a Gla C- Gdy. C G G D
She left her father's castle gate, she left her own true lover;
She left her servants and her estate
To follow her gypsy rover.
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He whiGstled and he sCang til the gGreen G/Fwoods rEmang
And hGe won the heaCrt of a Gla -C dGy. C
Her father mounted his fastest steed,
And searched the valley all over;
He sought his daughter at great speed
And the whistling gypsy rover.
At last he came to a mansion fine, down by the river Claydee,
And there was music and there was wine
For the gypsy and his lady.
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"He is no gypsy, my father," she cried,
"But Lord of these lands all over,
And I shall stay til my dying day
With my whistling gypsy rover."
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