House Carpenter
Sam Shackleton
5:22Where'd you go my pretty little dove Where'd you go my babby? Where'd you go my pretty little dove Away wae the gambling laddie? Away wae the gambling Davey O' I cried, I cried the whole day through I cried for my lady Left our baby in my arms And ran away wae Davey O' cursed gambling Davey Go saddle for me my big old horse Clad in Spanish leather I will ride on after them Blow down that gambling Davey O' cursed gambling Davey 'Twas under the light of a pale blue moon I saw a campfire gleaming Heard the notes of an old banjo And the voice of a rambler singing O' the song of the rambling Davey Why'd you forsake your house and home Why'd you forsake your baby? Why'd you forsake your count of gold All for the gambling Davey? All for the gambling Dave O' but when I saw her dancing there I felt so free and truly I turned my old horse on her heels And down the road I go Well, doun the road I go O' I don't need an evil girl Who stole my heart of mine I'll find another lassie dear And love her all the time I'll love her all the time