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.



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