by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Language: English 
My father is the king of the gypsies 
that is true;
And my mother she has learnt me
some camping to do,
With my pack upon my back I hope
you wish me well,
For I'm just a-going to London some 
fortunes for to tell.

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This text was added to the website: 2014-06-10
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