As I Roved Out (Live at the Royal Albert Hall)

And who are you, my pretty fair maid?
Who are you, honey?
And who are you, my pretty fair maid?
Who are you, honey?
She answered me quite modestly
"I am me mother's darling"

With me too-ry-ay
Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie-oh

And unto you come to my mother's house
When the moon is shining clearly
And unto you come to my mother's house
When the moon is shining clearly
I'll go to the door and I'll let you in
And divil the one would hear us

With me too-ry-ay
Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie-oh

So, I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
So, I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
She came to the door and she let me in
And divil the one did hear us

With me too-ry-ay
Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie-oh

She took me by the lilywhite hand
And led me to the table
She took me by the lilywhite hand
And led me to the table
Saying, "There's plenty of wine for such a boy
To drink it if he's able"

With me too-ry-ay
Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie-oh

She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
Led him to the stable
She took me horse by the bridle and the bit
Led him to the stable
Saying there's plenty of oats for a soldier's horse
To eat it if he's able

With me too-ry-ay
Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie-oh

Then I got up and I made the bed
I made it nice and aisy
Then I got up and made the bed
I made it nice and aisy
Then I got up and laid her down
Saying, lassie, are you able?

With me too-ry-ay
Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie-oh

And there we lay 'til the break of day
And divil a one did hear us
And there we lay 'til the break of day
And divil a one did hear us
Then I arose and put on me clothes
Saying, "Lassie, I must leave you"

With me too-ry-ay
Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie-oh

And when will you return again?
When will we get married?
And when will you return again?
When will we get married?
When broken shells make christmas bells
We might well get married

With me too-ry-ay
Fol-de-diddle-day
Di-re fol-de-diddle
Dai-rie-oh