Three Little Gipsies

One little Gipsy climbed a tree, and how?
He climbed up the branches and sat upon a bough
Chorus. One little — two little — three little — oh!
Three little Gipsy boys!

Two little Gipsies climbed a tree, and how?
One followed 'tother one who sat upon the bough.

Three little Gipsies climbed a tree, and how?
They followed one another till they broke away the bough.

The three little Gipsies all corpses did lie;
Their mother came along and began for to cry.

There came a great conjuror who saw them, and then,
He brought 'em all to life, boys, and set 'em up again.

Their mother stopped a crying — their mother got a stick,
And gave 'em all a whipping for a playing such a trick.
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