The Roving - Bonny Light Horseman, Eric D. Johnson, Josh Kaufman

Annie, loving Annie

Come give me your hand

You said that if you marry

I could be the man

The roving, the roving of her eye

I knew her love was changing

By the roving of her eye

Early in the summer

My Annie passed me by

I knew her love was changing

By the roving of her eye

The roving, the roving of her eye

I knew her love was changing

By the roving of her eye

The roving, the roving of her eye

I knew her love was changing

By the roving of her eye

Later in the summer

With a bottle in my hand

Saying «drink with me, my Annie»

For our love is at an end

I go down to the water

When everyone’s asleep

And I think of loving Annie

Wherever she may be

The roving, the roving of her eye

I knew her love was changing

By the roving of her eye

The roving, the roving of her eye

I knew her love was changing

By the roving of her eye

The roving, the roving of her eye

I knew her love was changing

By the roving of her eye

The roving, the roving of her eye

I knew her love was changing

By the roving of her eye