The Lady and the Roving Blade The Irish Rovers

[Verse 1]
He always was a rover who never settled down
Freedom of the open road kept him rambling 'round
Songs and storytelling were his stock and trade
Happy as a lark was the jolly Roving Blade

[Verse 2]
And she was born a lady into high society
At home among the gentry and raised most properly
Beautiful and charming, the young men came to call
None could take her fancy; she refused them all

[Chorus]
Love is everywhere, elusive as the wind
Blowing hot or cold, no one know whеre it begins
A stirring in the blood and thе heart begins to sing
Growing to a flower like a blossom in the spring

[Verse 3]
They met by chance on morning, 'twas on a market day
They joined in conversation and the time, it whiled away
Everything in common, be it a hundred worlds apart
But Cupid's always blind in matters of the heart

[Chorus]
Love is everywhere, elusive as the wind
Blowing hot or cold, no one know where it begins
A stirring in the blood and the heart begins to sing
Growing to a flower like a blossom in the spring