Gipsum Davy- Mitchell (NC) 1918 Sharp MS
[My title. From Sharp MSS., 4722/3288.
R. Matteson 2015]
[Gipsum Davy] The Gypsy Laddie-- Sung by Mrs. Becky Mitchell, Burnsviile, N.C., September 29, 1918.
1. The squire he come home at night
Enquiring for his lady.
She answered him and quick replied:
She's gone with the gypsum Davy.
CHORUS: Rattle tum a gipsum, gipsum,
Rattle tum a gipsum Davy.
2. Go bridle up my milk-white steed,
And saddle him so gaily.
I'll ride by day, I'll ride by night
Till I overtake my lady.
3. I rode up to the riverside,
It was wet and muddy.
Looked away on the other side,
And there I spied my lady.
4. Come back, come back, my pretty little Miss,
Come -back, come back, my honey.
"I'd rather give a kiss from Gipsum's lips
Than all your gold and money."
5. How can you leave your house and home?
How can you leave your baby?
How can you leave your fine- feather-bed
For to go with the Gipsum Davy.
6. I can leave my house and home,
I can leave my baby,
I can leave my fine feather-bed
For to go with the Gipsum Davy.
7. "Where did you lay last Friday night,
With the Gipsum Davy boy?"
"Yes, sir, I lay on the frozen ground
With the Gipsum Davy by me."
8. Pull off them high-heeled shoes,
That's made of morocco leather,
And give to me your lily-white hand,
And we'll bid farewell forever.