The song of Gypsy Davy rang Delighted through the night The wise and foolish virgin Kept her candles burning bright Rise up my young and foolish one And follow if you can, There'll be no need for candles In the arms of such a man. Make love to each other Be free with each other Be prisoners of love 'til you lie in the sod Be friends to each other Forgive one another See God in each other Be beggars to God. The night was cold and dark and wet As they wandered on alone. The sky became their canopy The earth became their throne And as their raiment ran to rags They thought it nothing wrong For earth and sky are robe enough When you sing the gypsy song. They sang and played the gypsy song Wherever they were sent To some it seemed a dancing tune To some a sad lament. But in every heart that heard them true A tear became a smile And the pauper or a prince Became the gypsy for awhile.