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Itâs of a jolly beggarman came tripping oâer the plain
He came unto a farmerâs door a lodging for to gain
The farmerâs daughter she came down and viewed him cheek and chin
She says: âHe is a handsome man, I pray you take him inâ
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Weâll go no more aroving, aroving in the night
Weâll go no more aroving, let the moon shine so bright
Weâll go no more aroving
He would not lie within the barn nor yet within the byre
But he would in the corner lie down by the kitchen fire
Oh then the beggarâs bed was made of good clean sheets and hay
And down beside the kitchen fire the jolly beggar lay
The farmerâs daughter she got up to bolt the kitchen door
And there she saw the beggar standing naked on the floor
He took the daughter in his arms and to the bed he ran
âKind sirâ she says âBe easy now, youâll waken our good manâ
âNow you are no beggar, you are some gentleman,
For you have stolen my maidenhead and I am quite undoneâ
âI am no lord, I am no squire, of beggars I be one,
And beggars they be robbers all, so you are quite undoneâ