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Aubrey Atwater - As I Roved Out Lyrics





As I roved out one fine May morning
To view the meadows and flowers gay
Who should I spy but my own true lover
As she sat by yon willow tree

I took off my hat and I did salute her
I did salute her most courageously
And as she turned around the tears fell from her
Saying, False young man, you've deluded me

And the diamond ring I own I gave you
A diamond ring to wear on your right hand
But the vows you made, well, you went and broke them
And you married the lassie who has the land

If I married the lassie who has the land, my love
It's that I'll rue til the day I die
When misfortune falls sure the man may shun it
I was blindfolded, I'll not deny.

And at night when I go to my bed of slumber
The thoughts of my love are in my mind
And as I turn around to embrace my darling
Instead of gold sure it's brass I'll find

And I wish the Queen would bring home her armies
From the West Indies, America, and Spain
And every man to his wedded woman
Oh, in hopes that I might be with thee again
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As I roved out one fine May morning
To view the meadows and flowers gay
Who should I spy but my own true lover
As she sat by yon willow tree

I took off my hat and I did salute her
I did salute her most courageously
And as she turned around the tears fell from her
Saying, False young man, you've deluded me

And the diamond ring I own I gave you
A diamond ring to wear on your right hand
But the vows you made, well, you went and broke them
And you married the lassie who has the land

If I married the lassie who has the land, my love
It's that I'll rue til the day I die
When misfortune falls sure the man may shun it
I was blindfolded, I'll not deny.

And at night when I go to my bed of slumber
The thoughts of my love are in my mind
And as I turn around to embrace my darling
Instead of gold sure it's brass I'll find

And I wish the Queen would bring home her armies
From the West Indies, America, and Spain
And every man to his wedded woman
Oh, in hopes that I might be with thee again
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Writer: Traditional, J Baird, Pd Traditional
Copyright: Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing


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