The Whistling Gypsy
The Whistling Gypsy
A whistling gypsy come over the hill,
Down by the river so shady.
He whistled and he sang
'til the green woods rang,
And he won the heart of a lady.
She left her father's castle gates
She left her own true lover
She left her servants and her estate
To follow the gypsy rover
Ah dee do ah do da day
Ah dee do ah dee day dee
He whistled and he sang
'til the green woods rang
And he won the heart of a lady
Her father saddled up his fastest steed
Searched the valley all over
Searched for his daughter at great speed
And the whistling gypsy rover
At last he came to a mansion fine
Down by the river Clady
And there was music, and there was wine
For the gypsy and his lady
Chorus
He is no gypsy, my father dear
But lord of these lands all over
And I’m going to stay 'til my dyin' day
With my whistlin' gypsy rover.
Chorus
Brendan Hayes; Niclas Sjøgren
Kim Sjøgren
Brendan Hayes
Brendan Hayes
Robbie Walsh
Brendan Hayes
James Blennerhassett
Leo Maguire
When recording Kim’s violin for this track, Kim’s son Niclas was helping me set up some recording equipment. While Niclas was playing with the microphone, I got him to soundcheck it and sing various melodies from the song in the process. Luckily I remembered to press the record button....
On returning to Ireland, I loved this angelic voice and including Niclas voice set the tone of the whole arrangement, turning the song from its more popular ballad form into more of a story-song that one might sing to children.
Such is the stuff of serendipity....
This old ballad is the musical version of the old proverb “never to judge a book by its cover”, or a person by their appearance…..a popular theme reflected in many songs in the folk world.
Vocals
Violin
Hi-String Guitar, Bouzouki
Celeste / horns
bodhRÁn
Arrangement
MIXING, EDITING, MASTERING
Music & Lyric
Duckett’s Grove, Carlow, by Liam Daly