Rambling Rover

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.

I've roamed through all the nations

Ta'en delight in all creation

And I've tried a wee sensation

Where the company did prove kind.

When parting was no pleasure

I've drunk another measure

To the good friends that we treasure

For they always are in our mind.

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.

If you're bent with arthritis

Your bowels have got colitis

You've galloping ballicitus

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