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It was late last night when the boss came home Asking about his lady The only answer that he got was She's gone with the Gypsy Davey Gone with the Gypsy Dave Go saddle me up my buckskin home And my hundred dollar saddle Point out to me their wagon tracks...

Our fathers out of India come And stopped where they found ]waters And the Georgia boys with their greedy eyes Coveted our daughters, coveted our daughters And the moon shone into the seas across the ponds with silver There was music that night and the...

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