Cifra de As I Roved Out - The Irish Actor's Theatre Company
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[Verse 1]
As I roved out on a May morning, on a May morning right early
As I roved out on a May morning, on a May morning right early
I met my love along the way and Lord, she was early
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh
[Verse 2]
Her boots were black and her stockings white, her buckles shone like silver.
Her boots were black and her stockings white, her buckles shone like silver.
Am G G
She had a dark and a roving eye and earrings to her shoulder.
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh
[Verse 3]
„What age are you, my bonnie sweet girl, what age are you my honey?“
„What age are you, my bonnie sweet girl, what age are you my honey?“
She answered me so pleasantly: „I’ll be sixteen of age on Sunday!“
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh
[Verse 4]
I went to her house on the top of the hill when the moon was shining brightly.
I went to her house on the top of the hill when the moon was shining brightly.
Am G G
She arose to let me in but her mammy chanced to hear me.
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh
[Verse 5]
She caught her by the hair of the head and down to the kitchen she brought her.
She caught her by the hair of the head and down to the kitchen she brought her.
And with the root of a hazel-twig she was a well-kept daughter.
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh
[Verse 6]
„Will you marry me now, my soldier-lad, will you marry me now or never?“
„Will you marry me now, my soldier-lad, will you marry me now or never?“
„Will you marry me now, my soldier-lad, will you see I’m done forever?“
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh
[Verse 7]
„I won’t marry you, my bonnie sweet lass, I won’t marry you, my honey.“
„I won’t marry you, my bonnie sweet lass, I won’t marry you, my honey.“
For I have got a wife at home and how could I disvow her.
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh
[Verse 8]
A pint at night is my delight and a gallon in the morning.
A pint at night is my delight and a gallon in the morning.
The old women are my heart-break, the young ones are me darlings.
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh
with me too-ra-ya-fol-de-doodle-dah, diary-o-de-diddle-dairy-oh