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PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Weavers
The Weavers
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jesse Cavanaugh
Jesse Cavanaugh
Composer
Arnold Stanton
Arnold Stanton
Composer

Lyrics

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 ringlets She was a nice girl, a proper girl But one of the rovin' kind Oh pardon me, she says to me For being out so late But if my parents heard of this All sad would be my fate My father is in politics A good and righteous man My mother is an acrobat I do the best I can She had a dark and a-rovin' eye And her hair hung down in ringlets 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 ringlets She was a nice girl, a proper girl But one of the rovin' kind So, come all ye good sailor men Who sails the wintry sea Who sail the wintry sea 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 ringlets She was a nice girl, a proper girl But one of the rovin' kind
Writer(s): Jessie Cavanaugh, Arnold Stanton Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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