I'm a rover

I'm a rover and seldom sober,

I'm a rover o'high degree,

It's when I'm drinking I'm always thinking

How to gain my love's company.

Though the night be as dark as dungeon,

No' a star to be seen above,

I will be guided without a stumble

Into the arms o' my ain true love.

He stepped up to her bedroom window,

Kneelin' gently upon a stone,

He rapped at her bedroom-window;

"Darlin' dear, do you lie alone?

"It's only me, your ain true lover;

Open the door and let me in,

For I have come on a long journey

And I'm near drenched to the skin."

She opened the door with the greatest pleasure,

She opened the door and she let him in;

They both shook hands and embraced each other,

Until the mornin' they lay as one.

The cocks were crawin, the birds were whistlin',

The streams they ran free about the brae;

"Remember,, lass, I'm a ploughman laddie

And the farmer I must obey.

"Now, my love, I must go and leave thee,

And though the hills they are high above,

I will climb them with greater pleasure

Since I'v been in the arms of my love."