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