Lyrics Guy Mitchell

Guy Mitchell

Rock-a-Billy

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 evenin' upon a night's career

I spied a lofty clipper ship and to her I did steer

I heisted out my signals which she so quickly knew

And when she saw my buntin' fly

Ah, immediately 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 fine

And hardly did I realize she was the rovin' kind

I kissed her lips, I missed her lips and found to my surprise

She was nothin' but a pirate ship rigged up in a disguise

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 sea

And come all ye apprentice lads, a warnin' take from me

Beware of lofty clipper ships, they'll be the ruin of you

For '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