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!
(Chorus) A roving, a roving, Since roving's been my ru-i-in, I'll go no more a roving, With you fair maid!
I asked this maid to take a walk, Mark well what I do say! I asked this maid out for a walk, That we might have some private talk. I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!
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Then a great big Dutchman rammed my bow, Mark well what I do say! For a great big Dutchman rammed my bow, And said "Young man, dees ees meine frau!" I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!
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Then take fair warning boys from me, Mark well what I do say! So take fair warning boys from me With other men's wives, don't make too free I'll go no more a roving with you fair maid!