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!)