The Roving KindGuy MitchellWritten by Jesse Cavanaugh and Arnold StantonPeaked at # 4 in 1951Competing versions by The Weavers hit # 11 and by Rex Allen hitt #20.Adapted from the old 1800s English folk song "The Pirate Ship."(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 but one of the rovin' kind)As I cruised out one eve-e-ning upon a night's careerI spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steerI heisted out my sig-a-nals which she so quickly knewAnd 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 but one of the rovin' kind)I took her for some fish and chips and treated her so fineAnd hardly did I realize she was the rovin' kindI kissed her lips, I missed her lips and found to my surpriseShe 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 but one of the rovin' kind)So, come all ye good sailor men who sail the wintry seaAnd come, all ye apprentice lads, a warnin' take from meBeware of lofty clipper ships, they'll be the ruin of youFor 'twas there she made me walk 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 but one of the rovin' kind(She was a nice girl, a proper girl but)One of the rovin' kind (yo-ho!)
