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