As I Roved Out [Live]
Who are you, my pretty fair maid
Who are you, me honey?
And who are you, my pretty fair maid
Who are you, me honey?
She answered me quite modestly
“Well I am me mammy’s darling.”
With me Too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh
And will you come to mammy’s house
When the moon is shining clearly
And will you come to me mother’s house
When the moon is shining clearly
I’ll open the door and I’ll let you in
And divil the one will hear us,
With me Too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
The moon was shining clarely
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
The moon was shining clarely
She opened the door and she let me in
And divil the one did hear us.
With me Too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And led me to the stable
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
And led me to the stable
Saying “There’s plenty of oats for a soldier’s horse
To eat it if he’s able.”
With me Too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh
She took me by the lily-white hand
And led me to the table
Then she took me by the lily-white hand
And led me to the table
Saying “There’s plenty of wine for a soldier boy
To drink if he is able.”
With me Too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh
Then I got up and I made the bed
Made it nice and aisy
Then I got up and I made her bed
Made it nice and aisy
Then I got up and I laid her down
Saying “Lassie, are you able.”
With me Too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh
And there we lay till the break of day
Divil the one to hear us
There we lay till the break of the day
Divil the one that hear us
And I arose and put on me clothes
Saying “Lassie, I must leave you”
With me Too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh
And when will you return again
When will we be married
When will you return again
When will we be married
When broken shells make Christmas bells
We might then get married
With me Too-ry-ah
Fol-de-diddle-dah
Me Day-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie oh