GYPSY DANCE
Words: Kate T Sizer
A Spanish folk song


With the free blue sky above us
And the green-sward 'neath our feet
We poor gypsies envy no-one.
And our wand'ring life is sweet
For the forest is our shelter,
And each green tree is our tent.
And when dancing in the sunshine,
Oh how blithely hours are spent.

Chorus
So dance faster, faster, faster,
So dance faster comrades gay
In the sunlight, in the moonlight,
We will dance the hours away.

Tho' no gold is in our pockets
Yet our hearts from care are free.
If we are not lords of acres,
We are kings where-e're we be.
And our palace, we can build it
By the moorland on the hill;
And we gaily hold our revels
In the sunshine, at our will.

Chorus

They may tell of winter tempests
And of sorrow or ill chance;
We will grieve when grief comes hither,
But today we gaily dance.
And the green leaves dance around us.
And the wild birds music make;
So in summer and in sunshine
We will gypsy pleasures take.

Chorus

NP
From: Folk Songs of Many Lands
Collected by J Spencer Curwen

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