A Roving lyrics

A roving, a roving since roving`s been my ruin
I`ll go no more a roving from you fair maid

In Amsterdam there lives a maid
mark well what I do say
In Amsterdam there lives a maid
and she was mistress of her trade
I`ll go no more a roving from you fair maid
A roving a roving since roving`s been my ruin
I`ll go no more a roving from 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 soft her step is light
I`ll go no more a roving from you fair maid
A roving a roving since roving`s been my ruin
I`ll go no more a roving from you fair maid

Her cheeks are like the rosebud`s red,
mark well what I do say
Her cheeks are like the rosebud`s red
there`s a wealth of hair upon her head
I go no more a roving from you fair maid
A roving a roving since roving`s been my ruin
I`ll go no more a roving from you fair maid
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