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-roving with you fair maid A roving, a roving Since roving's been my ruin I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid I took that fair maid for a walk Mark well what I do say I took that fair maid for a walk And we had such a loving talk I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid A-roving, a-roving Since roving's been my ruin I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid A-roving, a-roving I put my arm around her waist Mark well what I do say I put my arm around her waist She said, "Young man, you're in great haste!" I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid A-roving, a-roving Since roving's been my ruin I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid A-roving, a-roving I took that maid upon my knee Mark well what I do say I took that maid upon my knee She said, "Young man, you're rather free!" I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid A-roving, a-roving Since roving's been my ruin I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid A-roving, a-roving Since roving's been my ruin I'll go no more a-roving with you fair maid