A-roving

In Amsterdam there lived a maid, Mark well what I do say, In Amsterdam there lived a maid And she was mistress of her trade, I'll go no more a-rov ing with you fair maid. A-roving, a- roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in, I'll go no more a-rov ing With you fair maid. Her eyes are like two stars so bright, Mark well what I do say, Her eyes are like two stars so bright, Her face is fair, her step is light; I'll go no more a-rov ing with you fair maid. A-roving, a- roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in, I'll go no more a-rov ing With you fair maid. Her cheeks are like the rosebuds red, Mark well what I do say, Her cheeks are like the rosebuds red, There's wealth of hair upon her head; I'll go no more a-rov ing with you fair maid. A-roving, a- roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in, I'll go no more a-rov ing With you fair maid. I love this fair maid as my life, Mark well what I do say, I love this fair maid as my life, And soon she'll be my little wife; I'll go no more a-rov ing with you fair maid. A-roving, a- roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in, I'll go no more a-rov ing With you fair maid. And if you'd know this maiden's name, Mark well what I do say, And if you'd know this maiden's name, Why soon like mine, 'twill be the same; I'll go no more a-rov ing with you fair maid. A-roving, a- roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in, I'll go no more a-rov ing With you fair maid.