Campfire Songs
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Retired Scouter Campfire Songs 

Gypsy Rover

The gypsy rover came over the hill
Down through the valley so shady,
He whistled and sang till the greenwoods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.

Ardy-doo, Ardy-doo-da-day,
Ardy-doo, Ardy-day-o,
He whistled and he sang till the greenwoods rang
And he won the heart of a lady.

She left her father's castle great,
Left her own fond lover,
Left her servants and her state,
To follow the gypsy rover.


Her father saddled his fastest steed
And searched his valleys all over,
Seeking his daughter at great speed,
And the whistling gypsy rover.


At last he came to the castle gate,
Along the river shady,
And there was music and there was wine
For the gypsy and his lady.


"He is no gypsy, my father," she said,
"but lord of these lands all over,
And I will stay till my dying day,
With my whistling gypsy rover."