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The Overgate 
The Overgate 
Now as I gaed up the Overgate I met a bonnie wee lass She winked tae me wi' the tail o' her e'e as I was a-walkin' past 
cho: Wi' me too-ran-ay, lilt-for-laddie Lilt-for-laddie, too-ran-ay 
Noo, I asked her if she'd tak a glass, she said she'd like it fine, Says I: "I'm ower frae Auchtermuchty tae the market wi' some swine" 
Noo, I took her tae a sittin' room, a wee bit doon the burn It's true what Robbie Burns said: "A man was made to m'urn" 
She'd four hot pies and porter, she swallid them baith galore; She ate and drank as much hersel' as an elephant or a score 
O, then we baith get up the stair to hae a contented night When an a'ful knock cam to the door at the breakin' o' the light 
O, it was a big fat bobby, he got me by the top o' the hair And he give me the whirlijig right doon to the foot o'the stair 
Noo, I get up the stair again, I was seekin' oot my claes You'd better gang oot o' this, young man, or I'll gie ye sixty days 
Says I: "I've lost my waistcoat, my watchchain and my purse." Says she: "I've lost my maidenhead and that's a damn sight worse" 
O noo, I'll go back to Auchtermuchty an' contented I will be With a-breakin' o' my five pound note wi' a lassie in Dundee. 
Note: alt. chorus: Wi' my roving eye Fal-the-doo-a-die My rovin' di-dum-derry Wi' my roving eye. 
From Folksongs of Britain and Ireland, Kennedy Collected from Belle Stewart, 1954 Recorded by Jean Redpath