The Roving کے بول

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