As I roved out on a May mornin',
On a May mornin' right early;
I met me love upon the road,
And, Lord, but she was early.
Her boots were black and her stockings white,
And her buckles shone like silver;
She had a dark and rovin' eye,
And her earrings tipped her shoulder.
And she sang, a-litta-doo-de,
Litta-doo-da, litta-doo-da-dee,
She-hiddle-dum-a-dee, she-hiddle-dum-a-dee,
And she-landae.
What age are you, me nice, sweet girl?
What age are you, me darlin'?
Quite modestly she answered me,
I'll be seventeen come Sunday.
Will ya come to me house in the middle of the night,
When the moon is shining clearly?
And I'll arise to let you in,
Even though you are a stranger.
And she sang, a-litta-doo-de,
Litta-doo-da, litta-doo-da-dee,
She-hiddle-dum-a-dee, she-hiddle-dum-a-dee,
And she-landae.
Will ya marry me now, me soldier lad?
Will ya marry me now or never?
Will ya marry me, me soldier lad?
Ya see I'm done forever?
No, I won't marry you, said the soldier lad,
No, I won't marry you, me darlin';
For I have got a wife at home,
How could I disown her?
And she sang, a-litta-doo-de,
Litta-doo-da, litta-doo-da-dee,
She-hiddle-dum-a-dee, she-hiddle-dum-a-dee,
And she-landae.
A pint at night is my delight,
And a gallon in the mornin';
The old women are my heartbreak,
And the young one's are me darlin's.
And she sang, a-litta-doo-de,
Litta-doo-da, litta-doo-da-dee,
She-hiddle-dum-a-dee, she-hiddle-dum-a-dee,
And she-landae.
And she sang, a-litta-doo-de,
Litta-doo-da, litta-doo-da-dee,
She-hiddle-dum-a-dee, she-hiddle-dum-a-dee,
And she-landae.
As I roved out on a May mornin',
On a May mornin' right early;
I met me love upon the road,
And, Lord, but she was early.
And she sang, a-litta-doo-de,
Litta-doo-da, litta-doo-da-dee,
She-hiddle-dum-a-dee, she-hiddle-dum-a-dee,
And she-landae.
And she sang, a-litta-doo-de,
Litta-doo-da, litta-doo-da-dee,
She-hiddle-dum-a-dee, she-hiddle-dum-a-dee,
And she-landae.