In Amsterdam there lived a maid
Mark well what I do say
In Amsterdam there lived a maid
And she was mistress of her trade
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid

A-rovin', a-rovin', since rovin's been my ruin-o
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid

I took that fair maid for a walk
Mark well what I do say
I took that fair maid for a walk
She said: "Young man I'd rather talk"
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid

A-rovin', a-rovin', since rovin's been my ruin-o
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid

I put my hand upon her thigh
Mark well what I do say
I put my hand upon her thigh
She said: "Young man you're rather high!"
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid

A-rovin', a-rovin', since rovin's been my ruin-o
I'll go no more a-rovin' with you fair maid