As I Roved Out-David Hammond
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As I Roved Out - David Hammond

As I roved out on a May morning

On a May morning right early

I met my love upon the way

Oh Lord but she was early

Her boots were black and her stockings white

And her buckles shone like silver

She had a dark and a rolling eye

And her earings tipped her shoulder

And when will you come back again

And when will we get married

When croke shells turn shiver bells

Just We might well get married

As I roved out on a May morning

On a May morning right early

I met my love upon the way

Oh Lord but she was early

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