The Maid of Amsterdam

In Amsterdam there lived a maid, mark well what I do say!
In Amsterdam there lived a maid, and she was mistress of her trade.
I’ll go no more a-roving with you fair maid!

A roving, a roving, since roving’s been my ru-i-in,
I’ll go no more a roving with you fair maid!

I asked this maid to take a walk, Mark well what I do say!
I asked this maid out for a walk, that we might have some private talk.

She placed her hand upon my knee. Mark well what I do say!
She placed her hand upon my knee, I said „Young miss, you’re rather free.“

She said, „You sailors, I love you so!“ Mark well what I do say!
„All you sailors, I love you so,“ and the reason why, I soon did know.

Then a great big Dutchman rammed my bow. Mark well what I do say!
a great big Dutchman rammed my bow and said
„Young man, dies ist mijne vrouw!“

I gave this miss a parting kiss, mark well what I do say!
I gave this miss a parting kiss, when I got aboard my money I missed!