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 re quite undone She took the bed and threw it to the wall Said go you beggar go the well