The Ramblin' Rover

The Ramblin' Rover
By Andy M. Stewart of the celtic supergroup Silly Wizard

Chorus:

Oh there's sober men & plenty

And drunkards barely twenty

There are men of over ninety

That have never yet kissed a girl.

But give me a rambling rover

Fae Orkney down to Dover

We will roam the country over

And together we'll face the world.

There's many that feign enjoyment
From merciless employment
Their ambition was this deployment
From the minute they left the school
And they save and scrape and ponder,
While the rest go out and squander
See the world and rove and wander -
And they're happier as a rule.

Chorus

I've roamed through all the nations
Ta'en delight in all creation
And enjoyed a wee sensation
Where the company did prove kind.
And when parting was no pleasure
I've drunk another measure
To the good friends that we treasure
For they always are in our mind.

Chorus

If you're bent with ar-th-ritis
Your bowels have got colitis
You've galloping balli-ci-tus
And you're thinking it's time you died.
If you've been a man of action
While you're lying there in traction
You may gain some satisfaction
Thinking "Jesus, at least I've tried."

Chorus, twice