The Roving Kind

The Roving Kind - The Weavers

As I cruised out one evening upon a night's career

I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steer

I heisted out my signals which she so quickly knew

And when she saw my bunting fly

She immediately hove too

She had a dark and a rovin' eye

And her hair hung down in ring a lets

She was a nice girl

A proper girl but one of the rovin' kind

Oh pardenly she sisit to me for being out so late

But if my parents heard of this

They'll sad of be my fade

My father is in pologices or gorden riches man

My mather is an acroback

I do the best I can

She had a dark and a rovin' eye

And her hair hung down in ring a lets

She was a nice girl

A proper girl but one 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 disguise

She had a dark and a rovin' eye

And her hair hung down in ring a lets

She was a nice girl

A proper girl but one of the rovin' kind

So come all you good sailor men who sail the wintry sea

And come all you 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

She had a dark and a rovin' eye

And her hair hung down in ring a lets

She was a nice girl

A proper girl but one of the rovin' kind