As I Roved Out

L:1/8
R:song

X:77
T:As I Roved Out
R:song
D:Quilty
Z:id:hn-song-77
M:C|
L:1/8
Q:1/2=80
K:Ddor
A2A2 D2D2 | EF(ED) C2C2 | D2D2 F2G2 | A2 G4
G2 | A2A2 D2D2 | EF(ED) C2C2 | D2D2 F2G2 | A2 G4
(FG) | A2d2 d2cd | e2d2 c3c | c2c2 c2C2 | E2G2
c2B2 | A2A2 D4 | EFED C4 | c3c cEEE | E2D2 D4 ||
W:Who are you, my pretty fair maid, and who are you, me honey?
W:And who are you, my pretty fair maid, and who are you, me honey?
W:She answered me quite modestly, I am me mother's darling
W:
W:With me too-ry-ay, fol-de-diddle-day, di-re fol-de-diddle dai-rie oh
W:
W:And will you come to me mother's house, when the moon is shining clearly?
W:And will you come to me mother's house, when the moon is shining clearly?
W:I'll open the door and I'll let you in and divil the one will hear us
W:
W:With me too-ry-ay, fol-de-diddle-day, di-re fol-de-diddle dai-rie oh
W:
W:So I went to her house in the middle of the night, when the moon was shining clearly.
W:So I went to her house in the middle of the night, when the moon was shining clearly.
W:She opened the door and she let me in and divil the one did hear us
W:
W:With me too-ry-ay, fol-de-diddle-day, di-re fol-de-diddle dai-rie oh
W:
W:She took me horse by the bridle and the bit, and led him to the stable
W:She took me horse by the bridle and the bit, and led him to the stable
W:Saying "There's plenty of oats for a soldier's horse, to eat it if he's able"
W:
W:With me too-ry-ay, fol-de-diddle-day, di-re fol-de-diddle dai-rie oh
W:
W:Then she took me by her lily-white hand, and led me to the table
W:Then she took me by her lily-white hand, and led me to the table
W:Saying "There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy, to drink if he is able"
W:
W:With me too-ry-ay, fol-de-diddle-day, di-re fol-de-diddle dai-rie oh
W:
W:Then I got up and I made the bed, and I made it nice and easy
W:Then I got up and I made the bed, and I made it nice and easy
W:The I got up and I laid her down, saying "Lassie, are you able? "
W:
W:With me too-ry-ay, fol-de-diddle-day, di-re fol-de-diddle dai-rie oh
W:
W:And there we lay till the break of day, and divil the one did hear us
W:And there we lay till the break of day, and divil the one did hear us
W:Then I arose and put on me clothes, saying "Lassie, I must leave you"
W:
W:With me too-ry-ay, fol-de-diddle-day, di-re fol-de-diddle dai-rie oh
W:
W:And when will you return again, and when will we get married?
W:And when will you return again, and when will we get married?
W:When broken shells make Christmas bells we might well get married
W:
W:With me too-ry-ay, fol-de-diddle-day, di-re fol-de-diddle dai-rie oh

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