| In Amsterdam there lived a maid
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| Mark well what I do say
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| In Amsterdam there lived a maid
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| And she was mistress of her trade
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| I’ll go no more a’ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
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| A’rovin', a’rovin', since rovin’s been my ru-I-in
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| I’ll go no more a’ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
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| Her eyes are like two stars, so bright
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| Mark well what I do say
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| Her eyes are like two stars, so bright
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| Her face is fair, her step is light
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| I’ll go no more a’ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
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| A’rovin', a’rovin', since rovin’s been my ru-I-in
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| I’ll go no more a’ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
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| Her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red
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| Mark well what I do say
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| Her cheeks are like the rosebuds, red
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| There’s a wealth of hair upon her head
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| I’ll go no more a’ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
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| A’rovin', a’rovin', since rovin’s been my ru-I-in
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| I’ll go no more a’ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
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| I took this maiden for a walk
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| Mark well what I do say
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| I took this maiden for a walk
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| And sweet and loving was our talk
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| I’ll go no more a’ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
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| A’rovin', a’rovin', since rovin’s been my ru-I-in
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| I’ll go no more a’ro-ovin' with you, fair maid
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| A’rovin', a’rovin', since rovin’s been my ru-I-in
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| I’ll go no more a’ro-ovin' with you, fair maid! |