England - Raggle Taggle Gypsy

This year, we've chosen to sing a traditional British folk song that has been popular throughout Britain, Ireland and North America for 200 years.
We've added some Punjabi Bhangra beats to better represent the cultural diversity of our school community. Our children sit comfortably in many different cultures, and our song reflects this.
Thanks so much to Steffen for pointing out that England's entry, Raggle Taggle Gypsy, has Scottish roots. Thanks too to Michael who has gifted England this song from the Scottish borders, in true Schoolovision generosity of spirit!

There were three old gypsies came to our hall door
They came a-brave and boldly-o
And one sang high and the other sang low
And the other sang a raggle taggle gypsy-o

It was upstairs downstairs the lady went
Put on her suit of armour-o
And there was a cry from around the door
She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o

It was late that night when the Lord came in
Enquiring for his lady-o
And the servant girl she said to the Lord
"She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

"Then saddle for me my milk white steed
- my big horse is not speedy-o
And I will ride till I seek my bride
She's away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o"

Now he rode East and he rode West
He rode North and South also
Until he came to a wide open plain
It was there that he spied his lady-o

"How could you leave your house and your land?
How could you leave your money-o?
How could you leave your only wedded Lord
All for a raggle taggle gypsy-o?"

"What care I for my house and my land?
What care I for my money-o?
I'd rather have a smile from the yellow gypsy's lips
I'm away wi' the raggle taggle gypsy-o!"