The Maid Of Amsterdam (Paul Clayton) - Paul Clayton

In Amsterdam there lived a maid,

Mark well what I do say!

In Amsterdam there lived a maid,

Who was always pinchin' the sailor’s trade.

I’ll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',

Since rovin’s been my ru-i-in,

I’ll go no more a roving,

With you fair maid!

I took this maiden for a walk,

Mark well what I do say!

I took this maiden for a walk,

She wanted some gin and didn’t she talk.

I’ll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',

Since rovin’s been my ru-i-in,

I’ll go no more a roving,

With you fair maid!

She said, «You sailors I love you so,»

Mark well what I do say!

«All you sailors, I love you so,»

And the reason why I soon did know.

I’ll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',

Since rovin’s been my ru-i-in,

I’ll go no more a roving,

With you fair maid!

She placed her hand upon my knee,

Mark well what I do say!

She placed her hand upon my knee,

I said «Young miss, you’re rather free.»

I’ll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',

Since rovin’s been my ru-i-in,

I’ll go no more a roving,

With you fair maid!

I gave this miss a parting kiss,

Mark well what I do say!

I gave this miss a parting kiss,

When I got aboard my money I missed.

I’ll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

A rovin', a rovin',

Since rovin’s been my ru-i-in,

I’ll go no more a roving,

With you fair maid!