Her Husband, Gypsy Davey
©2003, Bennett Hammond. Snowy Egret Music, BMI

1. I come from the desert where the nights are cold as sin.
Mamma was a weepin' willow. Daddy was the wayward wind.
Your parents, they don't like me. Your husbands rightly fear.
I am the Gypsy Davey. You all know why I'm here.
I am the Gypsy Davey. You all know why I'm here.

2. I rode in one morning and the people stopped and stared.
Up jumps a married woman with a little white rose in her hair.
I heard her old man say, as me and his bride got away,
"Can't blame her, she's just a woman, boys, but damn that Gypsy Dave!"
"Can't blame her, she's just a woman, boys, but damn that Gypsy Dave!"

3. Now some fellas thought it was funny and some fellas thought it was sad,
But any of the fellows that she didn't run off with would have been happy if she had.
For love is better than silver and love is more precious than gold.
True love is worth a fortune and it can't be bought or sold.
True love is worth a fortune and it can't be bought or sold.

4. My story has a moral that's hardly ever told.
True love is all in fun for the young, but it's all there is for the old.
We'd rather have each other than worldly fortune or fame.
For she's a married woman and I'm her husband, the Gypsy Dave.
She's a happy married woman, and I'm her husband, Gypsy Dave.