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harry belafonte - a roving كلمات الأغنية

a roving, a roving since roving’s been my ruin
i’ll go no more a roving from you fair maid

in amsterdam there lives a maid
mark well what i do say
in amsterdam there lives a maid
and she was mistress of her trade
i’ll go no more a roving from you fair maid
a roving a roving since roving’s been my ruin
i’ll go no more a roving from you fair maid

her eyes are like two stars so bright
mark well what i do say
her eyes are like two stars so bright
her face is soft her step is light
i’ll go no more a roving from you fair maid
a roving a roving since roving’s been my ruin
i’ll go no more a roving from you fair maid

her cheeks are like the rosebud’s red,
mark well what i do say
her cheeks are like the rosebud’s red
there’s a wealth of hair upon her head
i go no more a roving from you fair maid
a roving a roving since roving’s been my ruin
i’ll go no more a roving from you fair maid
lyrics for the version sung by the seekers:

in plymouth town there lived a maid;
bless you, young women!
in plymouth town there lived a maid;
mind what i did say.
in plymouth town there lived a maid,
and she was mistress of her trade;
i’ll go no more a-rovin’ with you, fair maid.
a-rovin’, a-rovin’, since rovin’s been my ru-i-in,
i’ll go no more a-rovin’ with you, fair maid.

i took this fair maid for a walk;
bless you, young women!
and we had such a loving talk;
mind what i did say.
i took this fair maid for a walk,
and we had such a loving talk;
i’ll go no more a-rovin’ with you, fair maid.

a-rovin’, a-rovin’, since rovin’s been my ru-i-in,
i’ll go no more a-rovin’ with you, fair maid.

her eyes are like two stars so bright;
bless you, young women!
her face is fair, her step is light;
mind what i did say.
her eyes are like two stars so bright;
her face is fair, her step is light;
i’ll go no more a-rovin’ with you, fair maid.

a-rovin’, a-rovin’, since rovin’s been my ru-i-in,
i’ll go no more a-rovin’ with you, fair maid.

i put my arm around her waist;
bless you, young women!
she said, “young man, you’re in great haste.”
mind what i did say.
i put my arm around her waist;
she said, “young man, you’re in great haste.”
i’ll go no more a-rovin’ with you, fair maid.

a-rovin’, a-rovin’, since rovin’s been my ru-i-in,
i’ll go no more a-rovin’ with you, fair maid.

- harry belafonte

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