In Amsterdam I met a maid-
Mark well what I do say
In Amsterdam I met a maid,
And she was mistress of her trade-
No more to go a-rovin' with you faire maid
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A-rovin', a-rovin', since rovin's been my ru-i-n
No more to go a-rovin' with you fair maid
I took this fair maid for a walk-
Mark well...
I took this fair maid for a walk,
And we had such a lovely talk-
No more to...
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I put my arm around her waist-
She said young lad your in great haste-
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I put my hand upon her knee-
She said young lad your very free-
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I put my hand all on her thigh-
She said young man your drawing nigh-
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I put my hand upon her breast-
She said young man now try the rest-
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I put my hand all on her patch-
She said young man that's my main hatch-
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In consequence of our fine spree-
She swore she would stay true to me-
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In three weeks time I was badly bent-
So sadly back to sea I went-
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When I was scarce a week at sea-
Some soldier had her on his knee-
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