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Maid of Amsterdam


This song first appearing in 1608 in a London play by Robert
Heywood - 'The Rape of Lucrece' and became very popular with
colonial sailors." Although some scholars claim it dates to
Elizabethan times. Short versions of the song are found in Great
Britian, Denmark, and France. As a shanty the song was used at
the pumps and windlass.

Music by - Nils Brown, Michiel Schrey, Sean Dagher


Lyrics

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.

Chorus
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.
A roving, a roving, since roving’s been my ruin
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.


Her lips were red, her eyes were brown,
Mark well what I do say.
Her lips were red, her eyes were brown,
And her hair was black and it hung right down,

Chorus
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.
A roving, a roving, since roving’s been my ruin
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.


I put my arm around her waist,
Mark well what I do say.
I put my arm around her waist,
Cried she,”Young man you’re in great haste.”

Chorus
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.
A roving, a roving, since roving’s been my ruin
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.


I took that maid upon my knee,
Mark well what I do say.
I took that maid upon my knee,
Cried she, “Young man, you’re much too free”;

Chorus
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.
A roving, a roving, since roving’s been my ruin
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.


I kissed that maid and stole away,
Mark well what I do say.
I kissed that maid and stole away,
She wept, “Young man, why won’t you stay“;

Chorus
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.
A roving, a roving, since roving’s been my ruin
I’ll go no more a roving with thee fair maid.



Other verses:

In Amsterdam there lived a maid
Mark you well what I say!
In Amsterdam there lives a maid,
And this fair maid my trust betrayed.

Chorus
I'll go no more a rovin, with you fair maid.
A roving, A roving, since roving's been my ru-i-in,
I'll go no more a roving, with you fair maid.

Her eyes are like two stars so bright
Mark you well what I say
Her eyes are like two stars so bright,
Her face is fair, her step is light.

Chorus

I asked this fair maid to take a walk,
Mark well what I do say
I asked this maid out for a walk
That we might have some private talk.

Chorus

Then I took this fair maid's lily white hand,
Mark well what I do say
I took this fair maid's lily white hand
In mine as we walked along the strand.

Chorus

Then I put my arm around her waist
Mark well what I do say!
For I put my arm around her waist
And from her lips snatched a kiss in haste!

Chorus

Then a great big Dutchman rammed my bow
Mark well what I do say
For a great big Dutchman rammed my bow,
And said, "Young man, dis bin mein vrow!"

Chorus

Then take warning boys, from me,
Mark well what I do say!
So take a warning, boys, from me,
With other men's wives don't make too free.

Chorus

For if you do you will surely rue
Mark well what I do say!
For if you do you will surely rue
Your act, and find my words come true.



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