Black Jack Davy
Sheila Kay Adams, My Dearest Dear, Granny Dell Records 1220, 2000. Learned from Inez Chandler, she called it The Gypsum Laddie or Gypsy Davy. Please, help correct this transcription. I've put a question mark where cI'm not sure. R

It was late one night when the squire come home
Inquiring for his lady
His servant man made a sure reply:
She's gone with the Black Jack Davy

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

O go and saddle my milk-white steed
And be both quick and speedy
I'll ride all night till it's broad daylight
Till I overtake my lady

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

He rode all night till he come to the town
To the gates he rode so early
The tears come a-rollin' down his cheeks
And there he spied his lady

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

Come back, come back, my own true love
Come back, come back, my honey
I'll lock you up in my chamber so high
Where the gypsies can't come nigh you

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

I won't come back as your own true love
Nor I won't come back your honey
I wouldn't trade (???) a kiss from the gypsy's Ìips
For all your land and money

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

Can you forsake your house and land
Will you forsake your baby?
And will you forsake your own wedded lord
And go with the Black Jack Davy?

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

O, I'll forsake my house and land
I'll even forsake my baby
Gladly will I forsake my own true lord
To go with the Gypsy Davy

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

It's go and pull off them snow-white boots
That's made of Spanish leather
And give to me your lily-white hand
And bid farewell forever

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

It's she pulled off her snow-white boots
That's made of Spanish leather
And she gave to him her lily-white hand
And she said goodbyel forever

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

(???) Too nights ago (???) I laid on a feather-bed
My husband he laid nigh me
Tonight I lay on the cold hard ground
In the arms of the Back Jack Davy

Rattle tum a gypsy gypsy
Rattle tum a gypsy Davy

I did forsake so many fine things
Fine silken gowns and money
I did forsake my golden rings
For the love of the Black Jack Davy

Rattle tum a gypsum gypsum
Rattle tum a gypsum Davy