Christy Moore - As I Roved Out

Who are you, my pretty fair maid,
Who are you, me honey?
And who are you, my pretty fair maid,
And who are you, me honey?
She answered me quite modestly, I am me mother's darling

With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh

And will you come to me mommy's house,
When the moon is shining clearly?
And will you come to me mommy's house
When the moon is shining clearly?
I'll open the door and I'll let you in
And divil 'o one will hear us

With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh

So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
She opened the door and she let me in and divil the one did hear us

With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh

She took me by the lily-white hand
Led me to the table
She took me by the lily-white hand
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-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh

She got up and she made the bed
She made it nice and aisy
She got up and she made the bed
She made it nice and aisy
Then I got up and I laid her down
Saying "Lassie, are you able? "

With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh

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There we lay till the break of day
Divil the one did hear us
There we lay till the break of day
And divil the one did hear us
Then I arose and put on me cup
"Darling, I must leave you"

With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh

And when will you return again
When will we get married?
And when will you return again
When will we get married?
When broken shells make Christmas bells
We might then get married

With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh
With me
Too-ry-ay Fol-de-diddle-day Di-re fol-de-diddle Dai-rie oh