Chords for Irish folk song - The raggle taggle gipsy

_ _ There were three gypsies coming to our hall, Lord.
They came brave and boldly, O!
And one sang high and the other sang low,
And the other sang a ragat like a [Dm] gypsy, O!
It was not true, not a single day in which
The [Am] sweetest lair of [A] all
There was a bride from her own home
[Gm] Who sang with a ragat like [Dm] a gypsy, O!
But was late last night when the Lord came in
He was wiring [E] for his radio
[Dm] But the servant [Am] gushed, O!
The Lord [Bb] sang with a ragat [G] like a gypsy, O!
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_ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ [F] _ _ [Dm] _ So for me, my wife, she might [Am] be costly, [Dm] O!
And I will [Am] write to my sixth bride
She [F] sang with a ragat like [G] a gypsy, O!
No [Dm] hero is not a hero
But a hero [Am] not so does [Dm] so
Until he [Am] came to my place
[G] There his wife, his [Dm] lady, O!
Oh, who could you leave, she could smell her rat
With blackened [Am] strews to come me [Dm] home
And how could you [Am] leave your newly wedded lord
Like [C] a gypsy, [G] O! _ _
[Dm] _ _ _ _ _ [Am] _ _ [A] _
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Oh, what fear I, what the gypsies were mad
Blackened [Am] strews to come me [A] home
Tonight I lie in a white bed
Filled in the arms of a ragat like a gypsy, [D] O!
Oh, could you [Dm] leave her like a gypsy, O!
_ [Am] _ _ [A]
Oh, could you leave her like a _ _ gypsy, O!
Oh, what fear I, what the [Dm] gypsies were mad
_ [Am] _ _ [A] _
Blackened strews to come me home
Tonight I lie in a white [G] bed
Filled in the arms of a ragat like a [Dm] gypsy, O!
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