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!