Though the night be as dark as dungeon
Not a star to be seen above
I will be guided without a stumble
Into the arms of my own true love.
He stepped up to her bedroom window
Kneeling gently upon a stone
He rapped at her bedroom window
"Darling dear, do you lie alone?"
I'm a rover and seldom sober,
I'm a rover of high degree,
It's when I'm drinking I'm always thinking
how to gain my love's company.
It's only me your own true lover
Open the door and let me in
For I have come on a long journey
And I am near drenched to the skin.
She opened the door with the greatest pleasure
She opened the door and she let him in
They both shook hands and embraced each other
Until the morning they lay as one.
I'm a rover and seldom sober,
I'm a rover of high degree,
It's when I'm drinking I'm always thinking
how to gain my love's company.
The cocks were crawning, the birds were whistling
The streams they ran free about the brae,
Remember lass, I'm a ploughman laddie,
And the farmer I must obey'.
Now my love, I must go and leave thee
And though the hills they are high above
I will climb them with greater pleasure,
Since I've been in the arms of my love.
I'm a rover and seldom sober,
I'm a rover of high degree,
It's when I'm drinking I'm always thinking
how to gain my love's company.
(c) Folkaholics (traditional)
