It's of a jolly beggarman came tripping o'er
The plain
He came unto a farmer's door a lodging for to
Gain
The farmer's daughter she came down and viewed
Him cheek and chin
She says, He is a handsome man. I pray you take
Him in
We'll go no more a roving, a roving in the
Night
We'll go no more a roving, let the moon shine
So bright
We'll go no more a roving
He would not lie within the barn nor yet within the byre
O then the beggar's bed was made of good clean sheets and
Hay
And down beside the kitchen fire the jolly beggar lay
The farmer's daughter she got up to bolt the kitchen door
And there she saw the beggar standing naked on the floor
He took the daughter in his arms and to the bed he ran
Kind sir, she says, be easy now, you'll waken our goodman
Now you are no beggar, you are some gentleman
For you have stolen my maidenhead and I am quite undone
I am no lord, I am no squire, of beggars I be one
And beggars they be robbers all, so you re quite undone
Writer(s): Andy Irvine, Donal Lunny, Christy Moore, Liam O'flynn
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