The Roving Kind

The Roving Kind - Guy Mitchell

Written by：Jessie Cavanaugh/Arnold Stanton

Had she a dark and a rovin' eye

And her hair hung down in ring a let's

She was a nice girl

A proper girl butone of the rovin' kind

As I cruised out one eve e ning

Upon a night's career

I spied a lofty clipper ship

And to her I did steer

I heisted out my sig a nals

Which she so quickly knew

And when she saw my bunting fly

She imme diately hove to woo woo

She had a dark and a rovin'

Eye uh eye and her hair hung down in ring a let's

She was a nice girl

A proper girl butone of the rovin' kind

I took her for some fish

And chips and treated her so fine

And hardly did I realize

She was the rovin' kind

I kissed her lips

I missed her lips and found to my surprise

She was nothin' but a pirate ship rigged up

In a dis guy eye ise

Had a she dark and a rovin' eye eye eye

And her hair hung down in ring a let's

She was a nice girl

A proper girl butone of the rovin' kind

So come all ye good sailor men

Who sail the wintry sea

And come all ye apprentice lads

A warnin' take from me

Beware of lofty clipper ships

They'll be the ruin of you

For 'twas there she made me walk the plank

And pushed me under too ooh ooh

She had a dark and a rovin' eye uh eye

And her hair hung down in ring a let's

She was a nice girl

A proper girl butone of the rovin' kind

She was a nice girl a proper girl but

One of the rovin' kind yo ho