Guy Mitchell

The Roving Kind Lyrics



(She had a dark and a-rovin' eye-uh-eye and her hair

hung down in ring-a-lets)

(She was a nice girl, a proper girl butone of the

rovin' kind)



As I cruised out one eve-e-ning upon a night's career

I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steer

I heisted out my sig-a-nals which she so quickly knew

And when she saw my bunting fly she imme-diately hove

to-woo-woo



(She had a dark and a-rovin' eye-uh-eye and her hair

hung down in ring-a-lets)

(She was a nice girl, a proper girl butone of the

rovin' kind)



I took her for some fish and chips and treated her so

fine

And hardly did I realize she was the rovin' kind

I kissed her lips, I missed her lips and found to my

surprise

She was nothin' but a pirate ship rigged up in a dis-

guy-eye-ise



(She had a dark and a-rovin' eye-eye-eye)

And her hair hung down in ring-a-lets

(She was a nice girl, a proper girl butone of the

rovin' kind)



So, come all ye good sailor men who sail the wintry sea

And come, all ye apprentice lads, a warnin' take from

me

Beware of lofty clipper ships, they'll be the ruin of

you

For 'twas there she made mewalk the plank and pushed me

under, too-ooh-ooh



(She had a dark and a-rovin' eye-uh-eye and her hair

hung down in ring-a-lets)

She was a nice girl, a proper girl butone of the rovin'

kind



(She was a nice girl, a proper girl but)

One of the rovin' kind (yo-ho!)