The gipsy tents are on the down, The gipsy girls are here; And it's O to be off and away from the town With a gipsy for my dear! We'd make our bed in the bracken With the lark for a chambermaid; The lark would sing us awake in the morning, Singing above our head. We'd drink the sunlight all day long With never a house to bind us; And we'd only flout in a merry song The world we left behind us. We would be free as birds are free The livelong day, the livelong day; And we would lie in the sunny bracken With none to say us nay. The gipsy tents are on the down, The gipsy girls are here; And it's O to be off and away from the town With a gipsy for my dear!