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
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
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
A roving, a roving since roving's been my ruin
I'll go no more a roving from you fair maid
I took this maiden for a walk
mark well what I do say
I took this maiden for a walk
and sweet and loving was our _____
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
A roving, a roving since roving's been my ruin
I'll go no more a roving from you fair maid
Thanks to (Mark Terril) for correcting these lyrics. Jan 5, 2008