As I Roved Out
The Clancy Brothers Lyrics


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As I roved out on a May morning
On a May morning right early
I met my love upon the way
Oh, Lord but she was early

(Chorus)
And she sang lilt-a-doodle, lilt-a-doodle, lilt-a-doodle-dee,-
And she hi-di-lan-di-dee, and she hi-di-lan-di-dee and she lan- day

Her boots were black and her stockings white
And her buckles shone like silver
She had a dark and a rolling eye
And her ear-rings tipped her shoulder

(Chorus)

"What age are you my bonny wee lass
What age are you my honey?"
Right modestly she answered me
"I'll be seventeen on Sunday"

(Chorus)

"Where do you live my bonny wee lass
Where do you live my honey?"
"In a wee house up on the top of the hill
And I live there with my mammy"

(Chorus)

"If I went to the house on the top of the hill
When the moon was shining clearly
Would you arise and let me in
And your mammy not to hear you?"

(Chorus)

I went to the house on the top of the hill
When the moon was shining clearly
She arose to let me in
But her mammy chanced to hear her

(Chorus)

She caught her by the hair of the head
And down to the room she brought her
And with the butt of a hazel twig
She was the well-beat daughter

(Chorus)

"Will you marry me now my soldier lad
Will you marry me now or never?
Will you marry me now my soldier lad
For you see I'm done forever"

(Chorus)

"I can't marry you my bonny wee lass
I can't marry you my honey
For I have got a wife at home
And how could I disown her?"

(Chorus)

A pint at night is my delight
And a gallon in the morning
The old women are my heart break
But the young ones is my darling





(Chorus)

Overall Meaning

The Clancy Brothers's song, "As I Roved Out" tells the story of a young man who meets a woman he falls in love with on a May morning. The woman is charming, with black boots, white stockings, and shining silver buckles. She appears to be very young, modest, and innocent as she answers the young man's questions. The young man asks her where she lives, and she tells him that she lives in a small house on the top of a hill with her mother. The young man asks if he can meet her at her home later in the evening, and the girl agrees.


Later that day, the young man arrives at the girl's house, but her mother catches her trying to sneak him in. The mother physically beats the daughter and questions the young man about his intentions, to which he admits that he cannot marry her as he already has a wife.


The song is a reflection of the traditional nature of society where young people who were not married could not openly display their affection for each other. The song also highlights the importance of honesty in relationships, which is a significant theme in traditional Irish music.


Line by Line Meaning

As I roved out on a May morning
I went for a walk on a nice day in May


On a May morning right early
It was early in the morning in May


I met my love upon the way
I saw my loved one on my walk


Oh, Lord but she was early
She was up early and out walking too


[Chorus] And she sang lilt-a-doodle, lilt-a-doodle, lilt-a-doodle-dee,- And she hi-di-lan-di-dee, and she hi-di-lan-di-dee and she lan- day
She sang a fun tune with nonsensical lyrics


Her boots were black and her stockings white
She was wearing black boots and white stockings


And her buckles shone like silver
Her shoe buckles were shiny like silver


She had a dark and a rolling eye
She had beautiful, dark, expressive eyes


And her ear-rings tipped her shoulder
Her earrings were dangling and touching her shoulders


[Chorus]
The chorus with the repeated silly lyrics


"What age are you my bonny wee lass What age are you my honey?"
I asked her age


Right modestly she answered me
She gave me a modest answer


"I'll be seventeen on Sunday"
She will turn seventeen on Sunday


[Chorus]
The chorus with the repeated silly lyrics


"Where do you live my bonny wee lass Where do you live my honey?"
I asked where she lived


"In a wee house up on the top of the hill And I live there with my mammy"
She lives in a small house with her mother on the hill


[Chorus]
The chorus with the repeated silly lyrics


"If I went to the house on the top of the hill When the moon was shining clearly Would you arise and let me in And your mammy not to hear you?"
I asked if she would let me in quietly if I came to her house at night


[Chorus]
The chorus with the repeated silly lyrics


I went to the house on the top of the hill When the moon was shining clearly
I went to the hill when it was bright outside


She arose to let me in But her mammy chanced to hear her
She tried to let me in but her mother woke up


[Chorus]
The chorus with the repeated silly lyrics


She caught her by the hair of the head And down to the room she brought her And with the butt of a hazel twig She was the well-beat daughter
Her mother punished her with physical violence


[Chorus]
The chorus with the repeated silly lyrics


"Will you marry me now my soldier lad Will you marry me now or never? Will you marry me now my soldier lad For you see I'm done forever"
She asked me to marry her but I could not


[Chorus]
The chorus with the repeated silly lyrics


"I can't marry you my bonny wee lass I can't marry you my honey For I have got a wife at home And how could I disown her?"
I explained that I have a wife and can't marry her


[Chorus]
The chorus with the repeated silly lyrics


A pint at night is my delight And a gallon in the morning
I like to have a pint at night and a gallon in the morning


The old women are my heart break But the young ones is my darling
I have trouble with older women but I love younger ones


[Chorus]
The chorus with the repeated silly lyrics




Lyrics © Peermusic Publishing
Written by: Traditional, J Baird, Pd Traditional

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Comments from YouTube:

April O

Nobody does this song like Tommy. Extraordinary.

Julian Sturgeon

One of their best, and Tommy Makem brilliant. Such a brilliant, tragic song, as only the Irish can do. I love it.

cheerydavie

What a talent! Tommy Makem was thanks for posting

jeskehendriks

Very nice song :D

harsishava

What album was Bobby Clancy's version from?

s orr

They were the real thing Tommy Makem and the Clancy Bros - and their offspring(!) the High Kings are quite good also in the tradition...

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