The Brothers Four
With You Fair Maid
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'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid

Her eyes are like two stars, so bright
Mark well what I do say
Her eyes are like two stars, so bright
Her face is fair, her step is light
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid

Her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red
Mark well what I do say
Her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red
There's a wealth of hair upon her head
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid

I took this maiden for a walk
Mark well what I do say
I took this maiden for a walk
And sweet and loving was our talk
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
A'rovin', a'rovin', since rovin's been my ru-I-in
I'll go no more a'ro-ovin' with you, fair maid!