The Jolly Beggarman

It’s of a jolly beggarman came tripping o’er the plain

He came unto a farmer’s door a lodging for to gain

The farmer’s daughter she came down and viewed him cheek and chin

She says: “He is a handsome man, I pray you take him in”


We’ll go no more aroving, aroving in the night

We’ll go no more aroving, let the moon shine so bright

We’ll 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 beggar’s bed was made of good clean sheets and hay

And down beside the kitchen fire the jolly beggar lay

The farmer’s 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

Kind sir” she says “Be easy now, you’ll waken our good man

She lay as still as any mouse as if she had been dead

The beggar he jumped in with her and he stole her maid head

Now you are no beggar, you are some gentleman,

For you have stolen my maidenhead and I am quite undone

I am no lord, I am no squire, of beggars I be one,

And beggars they be robbers all, so you are quite undone

She took her bed in both her hands and threw it at the wall

Says “Go ye with the beggarman, my maidenhead and all!

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