| It’s of a jolly beggarman came tripping o’er the plain
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| He came unto a farmer’s door a lodging for to gain
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| The farmer’s daughter she came down and viewed him cheek and chin
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| She says, He is a handsome man. |
| I pray you take him in
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| We’ll go no more a roving, a roving in the night
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| We’ll go no more a roving, let the moon shine so bright
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| We’ll go no more a roving
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| He would not lie within the barn nor yet within the byre
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| But he would in the corner lie down by the kitchen fire
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| o then the beggar’s bed was made of good clean sheets and hay
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| And down beside the kitchen fire the jolly beggar lay
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| We’ll go no more a roving, a roving in the night
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| We’ll go no more a roving, let the moon shine so bright
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| We’ll go no more a roving
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| The farmer’s daughter she got up to bolt the kitchen door
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| And there she saw the beggar standing naked on the floor
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| He took the daughter in his arms and to the bed he ran
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| Kind sir, she says, be easy now, you’ll waken our goodman
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| We’ll go no more a roving, a roving in the night
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| We’ll go no more a roving, let the moon shine so bright
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| We’ll go no more a roving
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| Now you are no beggar, you are some gentleman
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| For you have stolen my maidenhead and I am quite undone
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| I am no lord, I am no squire, of beggars I be one
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| And beggars they be robbers all, so you re quite undone
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| We’ll go no more a roving, a roving in the night
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| We’ll go no more a roving, let the moon shine so bright
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| We’ll go no more a roving
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| She tok the bed in both her hands and threw it at the wall
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| Says go you with beggar man my maidenhead and all
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| We’ll go no more a roving, a roving in the night
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| We’ll go no more a roving, let the moon shine so bright
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| We’ll go no more a roving |