Who are you, my pretty fair maid
Who are you, me honey?
Who are you, my pretty fair maid
Who are you, me honey?
She answered me quite modestly:
"I am me mammy's darling"
With your too-ry-ah, fol-de-diddle-dah
Me day-re fol-de-diddle, Da-ri-oh
Will you come to my house in the middle of the night
When the moon is shining clearly?
Will you come to my house in the middle of the night
When the moon is shining clearly?
I'll open the door and I'll let you in
And devil the one will hear us
With your too-ry-ah, fol-de-diddle-dah
Me day-re fol-de-diddle, Da-ri-oh
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
So I went to her house in the middle of the night
When the moon was shining clearly
She opened the door and she let me in
And devil the one did hear us
With your too-ry-ah, fol-de-diddle-dah
Me day-re fol-de-diddle, Da-ri-oh
She took my horse by the bridle and the bit
And she led him to the stable
She took my horse by the bridle and the bit
And she led him to the stable
Saying "There's plenty of oats for a soldier's horse
To eat it if he's able."
With your too-ry-ah, fol-de-diddle-dah
Me day-re fol-de-diddle, Da-ri-oh
She took me by the lily-white hand
And led me to the table
She took me by the lily-white hand
And led me to the table
Saying "There's plenty of wine for a soldier boy
To drink it if you're able."
With your too-ry-ah, fol-de-diddle-dah
Me day-re fol-de-diddle, Da-ri-oh
She got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and easy
She got up and she made the bed
And she made it nice and easy
The she took me by the lily-white hand
Saying "God, I hope you're able!"
With your too-ry-ah, fol-de-diddle-dah
Me day-re fol-de-diddle, Da-ri-oh
And there we lay till the break of day
And devil the one did hear us
And there we lay till the break of day
And devil the one did hear us
She arose and put on her clothes
Saying "Darling, you must leave me."
With your too-ry-ah, fol-de-diddle-dah
Me day-re fol-de-diddle, Da-ri-oh
And when will I return again
And when will we get married?
And when will I return again
And when will we get married?
When broken shells make Christmas bells
We might well get married
With your too-ry-ah, fol-de-diddle-dah
Me day-re fol-de-diddle, Da-ri-oh
Guitar Chords for As I Roved Out
Am G
Who are you, my pretty fair maid
Am G
Who are you, me honey?
Am G
Who are you, my pretty fair maid
Am G
Who are you, me honey?
Am Em
She answered me quite modestly:
G Em
"I am me mammy's darling"
Am G
With your too-ry-ah, fol-de-diddle-dah
Em G Am
Me day-re fol-de-diddle, Da-ri-oh