A-Roving (in Caid): Difference between revisions

From Compendum Caidis
Jump to navigationJump to search
No edit summary
No edit summary
Line 18: Line 18:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


Chorus
::::Chorus


:She drew her skirt above her knee.
:She drew her skirt above her knee.
Line 26: Line 26:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


Chorus
::::Chorus


:She slid her hands below his waist,
:She slid her hands below his waist,
Line 34: Line 34:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


Chorus
::::Chorus


:His steely blade did she caress,
:His steely blade did she caress,
Line 42: Line 42:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


Chorus
::::Chorus


:They quickly settled into stance,
:They quickly settled into stance,
Line 50: Line 50:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


Chorus
::::Chorus


:She touched him first, her hand was quick,
:She touched him first, her hand was quick,
Line 58: Line 58:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


Chorus
::::Chorus


:Her arms went wide, he held not back,
:Her arms went wide, he held not back,
Line 66: Line 66:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


Chorus
::::Chorus


:The measure closed, she him constrained.
:The measure closed, she him constrained.
Line 74: Line 74:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


Chorus
::::Chorus


:His blade went slack, and he did yield,
:His blade went slack, and he did yield,
Line 82: Line 82:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


Chorus
::::Chorus


:Caidan Ladies know their art,
:Caidan Ladies know their art,
Line 90: Line 90:
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
::I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.


:Chorus, followed by
::::Chorus


Final Chorus:
:A-roving, a-roving,
:A-roving, a-roving,
:Yes, roving's been my Ru-I-N,
:Yes, roving's been my Ru-I-N,

Revision as of 09:41, 11 January 2019

A filk of the sea shanty A-Roving, by Mora Ottavia Spadera

In Fair Caid there lived a maid,
Mark well what I do say,
In Fair Caid there lived a maid,
She was a lover of the Blade
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.

Chorus:

A-Roving, A-Roving,
Since roving's been my Ru-I-N,
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
A Young Man took her for a walk,
Mark well what I do say,
A Young Man took her for a walk,
She said she'd rather fight than talk.
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
She drew her skirt above her knee.
Mark well what I do say,
She drew her skirt above her knee.
Those socks she wore looked businessey.
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
She slid her hands below his waist,
Mark well what I do say,
She slid her hands below his waist,
And loosed his rapier from its place.
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
His steely blade did she caress,
Mark well what I do say,
His steely blade did she caress,
And asked to put it to the test.
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
They quickly settled into stance,
Mark well what I do say,
They quickly settled into stance,
Said he, 'My Lady, shall we dance?'
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
She touched him first, her hand was quick,
Mark well what I do say,
She touched him first, her hand was quick,
His blood flowed fast into the prick.
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
Her arms went wide, he held not back,
Mark well what I do say,
Her arms went wide, he held not back,
The invitation was a trap.
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
The measure closed, she him constrained.
Mark well what I do say,
The measure closed, she him constrained.
The point went home, his courage drained.
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
His blade went slack, and he did yield,
Mark well what I do say,
His blade went slack, and he did yield,
And thanking him, she left the field.
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
Caidan Ladies know their art,
Mark well what I do say,
Caidan Ladies know their art,
I'm warning you, defend your heart.
I'd go no more a-roving with yon fair maid.
Chorus
A-roving, a-roving,
Yes, roving's been my Ru-I-N,
But come with me a-roving, and bring your blade!