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T:The Jolly Beggar
B:Milner D,Kaplan P, 1983,Songs of England,Ireland and Scotland,Oak,New York
F:http://www.folkinfo.org/songs
S:From J Johnson, The Scots Musical Museum
M:4/4     %Meter
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A,2 |A,3 B, C2 D2 |E2 C2 B,3 A, |A,2 A2 A2 B2 | (A2G2)
w:There was a jol-ly beg-gar, and a beg-ging he was bound_
 (F2E2) |A2 c2 B2 A2 |(F3G) A2 F2 |E2 C2 B,2 A,2 | (C2B,2)
w:And_ he took up his quar--ters in-to a land-'art town_
 A,2 F,2 |A,3 B, C2 D2 |(E2C2) B,3 A, |A,2 A2 A2 B2 | (A2G2)
w:And we'll gang nae mair a rov--ing Sae late in-to the night_
F2 E2 |A3 c B3 A |F2 G2 A2 F2 |E2 C2 B,2 A,2 |  (C2B,2)
w:And we'll gang nae mair a rov-ing, Let the moon shine ne'er sae bright_
B,2 F,2 |A,3 B, C3 D |(E2C2) A,2  |]
w: And we'll gang nae mair a rov-*ing
W:The was a jolly beggar, and a-begging he was bound,
W:And he took up his quarters into a land'art town.
W:(Chorus)
W:And we'll gang nae mair a roving,
W:Sae late into the night,
W:And we'll gang nae more a roving,
W:Let the moon shine ne'er sae bright,
W:And we'll gang nae mair a roving.
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W:He wad neither ly in barn, nor yet wad he in byre,
W:But in ahint the ha' door, or else afore the fire.
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W:The beggar's bed was made at e'en wi' good clean straw and hay,
W:And in ahint the ha' door, and there the beggar lay.
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W:Up raise the goodman's dochter, and for to bar the door,
W:And there she saw the beggar standin' i' the floor.
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W:He took the lassie in his arms, and to the bed he ran,
W:"O hooly, hooly wi' me, Sir, ye'll waken our goodman."
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W:The beggar was a cunnin' loon, and ne'er a word he spake,
W:Until he got his turn done, syne he began to crack.
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W:"Is there ony dogs into this town, Maiden, tell me true?"
W:"And what wad ye do wi' them, my hinny and my dow?"
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W:"They'll rive a' my mealpocks, and do me meikle wrang."
W:"O dool for the doing o't, are ye the poor man?"
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W:Then she took up the mealpocks and flang them o'er the wa',
W:"The deil gae with the mealpocks, my maidenhead and a'.
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W:"I took ye for some gentleman, at least the Laird of Brodie;
W:O dool for the doing o't! are ye the poor bodie?"
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W:He took the lassie in his arms, and gae her kisses three,
W:And four-and-twenty hunder mark to pay the nurice fee.
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W:He took the horn frae his side, and blew both loud and shrill
W:And four-and-twenty belted knights cam skipping o'er the hill.
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W:And he took out his little knife, loot a' his duddies fa',
W:And he was the brawest gentleman that was amang them a'.
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W:The beggar was a cliver loon, and he lap shoulder height,
W:"O ay for sicken quaters as I gat yesternight."
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