My darlin' Laura's a gypsie girl
The prettiest gypsie maiden
With eyes like fire and a smile like pearls
And hair as black as raven

I lost my heart upon that day
Along with my good fortune
Or most of it I'm sad to say
For silver she left me nae a one

Darlin' Laura
The gypsie of a thousand smiles
My darlin' Laura
Your gold is lost to Laura's wiles

I woke next morning in a swoon
And bare-arsed to the bottom
For kilt or shirt, I searched the room
But Laura she had got 'em

Not cloth nor coin, but on the bed
She left me a momento.
A red, silk ribbon from her head
Lay just beside me pillow.

Oh, darlin' Laura
The gypsy with the raven hair
My darlin' Laura
Both clothes and heart, she left me bare

Well, I was not the wisest lad
My heart had learned no lessons
So soon as I was rightly clad
I snapped from my depressions

For sure, this must be just some game
My gypsy girl was playin'
So far and near, I called her name
To find where she was strayin'

Oh darlin' Laura
The gypsy with the faerie's smile
My darlin' Laura
I searched for her down every aisle

T'was in a tavern near the shore
I chanced upon my gypsy
About to head out of the door
With a sailor lookin' tipsy

I came upon the scallywag
To claim my dear fair maiden
She looked at me like I was mad
And knew not what I was sayin'

Oh darlin' Laura
I don't think she remembers me
My dear, darlin' Laura
Those silvers I will never see!

My Laura took one look at me
And the rags that I was wearin'
And begged me sir to let her be
And cease my rage and swearin'

Well, dawning light had come at last
To this this lad at this last encounter
So I let this fateful couple pass
Relieved of a bit of silver

My darlin' Laura
She's found a sailor honey
The sailor and his Laura
Oh, well I'll spend yer money. . .