There are sober men and plenty,
And drunkards barely twenty;
There are men over ninety
That have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover
From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over
And together we'll face the world
I've been through all the nations, delight in all creations,
And enjoyed a wee sensation when the company did prove kind,
When parting was no pleasure, I've drunk another measure,
To the good friends that I'll treasure for they always are in me mind.
There are sober men and plenty,
And drunkards barely twenty;
There are men over ninety
That have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover
From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over
And together we'll face the world.
There are men who gain enjoyment from merciless employment,
Their ambition was this deployment
From the minute they left the school,
They scrimp and save and ponder, while the rest go out and squander,
See the world and roam and wander, and they're happier as a rule.
There are sober men and plenty,
And drunkards barely twenty;
There are men over ninety
That have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover
From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over
And together we'll face the world.
If you're bent with arthritis, your bowels have got colitis,
You've got galloping bollock-itis,
And you're thinking it's time you died,
And you've been a man of action, and you're lying there in traction,
You can gain some satisfaction thinking "Jaysus, at least I tried."
There are sober men and plenty,
And drunkards barely twenty;
There are men over ninety
That have never yet kissed a girl,
Give me a rambling rover
From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over
And together we'll face the world.
There are sober men and plenty,
And drunkards barely twenty;
There are men over ninety
That have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover
From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over
And together we'll face the world.