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 a roving,
a roving in the night
We'll go no more a roving,
let the moon shine so bright
We'll 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 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 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,
so you are quite undone
She took the bed in both her hands
and threw it at the wall,
Says, Go you with the beggar man,
my maidenhead and all.
