So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night Though the heart be still as loving And the moon be still as bright For the sword outwears the sheath
find, to get that image out your mind, is talk about babies. And I wish I didn't have a roving eye...... And I wish I didn't have a roving eye.
Paul Campbell I am a roving gambler. I've gambled all around. Whenever I see a deck of cards, I lay my money down. I lay my money down. I hadn't been
I am a roving gambler, I've gambled down in town Whenever I meet with a deck of cards, I lay my money down Lay my money down, lay my money down I had
[Dedicated to Irving Layton] So we'll go no more a-roving So late into the night, Though the heart be still as loving, And the moon be still as bright
If every thing's tight, from my loot to my friends I ain't got time to tighten up loose ends I've been that route too many times If I ain't stabbed in
And who are you, me pretty fair maid And who are you, me honey? And who are you, me pretty fair maid And who are you, me honey? She answered me quite
my path I wandered high Declaring war beneath the sky The hate I carried, boiling within! I mounted all the hills my eyes could count And roved wherever
I am a roving gambler I've gambled all around Whenever I need my deck of cards I lay my money down I lay my money down I lay my money down I had not been
I am a roving gambler I've gambled all around Whenever I need with the deck of cards I lay my money down I've gambled down in Washington I've gambled
I'm a roving gambler gambled all around Whenever I meet with a deck of cards I lay my money down I gambled down in Washington gambled over in Spain Now
up Jack! John, sit down!" CHORUS: Come along, come along, You jolly brave boys, There's lots of grog in the jar. We'll plough the briny ocean With the jolly roving
I am a roving gambler I've gambled all around Whenever I meet with the deck of cards I lay my money down I lay my money down I lay my money down I had
As I roved out one bright May morning To view the purple heather and flowers gay Who should I spy but my own true lover As she sat under yon willow tree
Well, I am a roving gambler I've gambled all around Whenever I need my deck of cards I lay my money down I lay my money down I lay my money down I had
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, her stockings
day he stepped hightly All through the day he stepped highly They call him the roving gypsy boy He'll never choose to stay They call him the roving gypsy