Itґs of a jolly beggarman
Came tripping oґer the plain
He came unto a farmerґs door
A lodging for to gain
The farmerґs daughter she came down
And viewed him cheek and chin
She says he is a handsome man
I pray you take him in
Weґll go no more a roving
A roving in the night
Weґll go no more a roving
Let the moon shine so bright
Weґll go no more a roving
He would not lie within the barn
Nor yet within the byre
But he would in the corner lie
Down by the kitchen fire
O then the beggarґs bed was made
Of good clean sheets and hay
And down beside the kitchen fire
The jolly beggar lay
The farmerґs 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
Youґll waken our goodman
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