I've been a wild rover for many's the year
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and I've spent all my money on whisky and beer.
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But now I'm returning with money in great store
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and I never will play the wild rover no more.
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And it's no nay never, (right up his kilt!)
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no nay never no more
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will I play the wild rover no never no more.
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I went into an ale-house I used to frequent
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and I told the landlady my money was spent.
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I asked her for credit, She ordered me out
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Such a custom as yours I can sure live without
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Then out of my pocket I took sovereigns bright
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and the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight;
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she said: "I have whisky and wine of the best
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and the words that I spoke sure were only in jest".
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I'll go home to my parents confess what i have done
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and I'll ask them to pardon the prodigal son,
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and when they've embraced me as oft-times before,
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I never will play the wild rover no more
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The Wild Rover
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| The Town Pants |
