The Ramblin Rover Lyrics

	作词 : Stewart
	CHORUS
	Oh, there're sober men and plenty,
	And drunkards barely twenty,
	There are men of over ninety
	That have never yet kissed a girl.
	But give me a ramblin' rover,
	Frae 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 are happier as a rule.
	CHORUS
	I've roamed through all the nations
	In delight of all creations,
	And enjoyed a wee sensation
	Where the company, it was kind.
	And when partin' 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 wi' arthiritis,
	Your bowels have got Colitis,
	You've gallopin' bollockitis
	And you're thinkin' it's time you died,
	If you been a man o' action,
	Though you're lying there in traction,
	You will get some satisfaction
	Thinkin', "Jesus, at least I tried."
	CHORUS

	zuo ci : Stewart
	CHORUS
	Oh, there' re sober men and plenty,
	And drunkards barely twenty,
	There are men of over ninety
	That have never yet kissed a girl.
	But give me a ramblin' rover,
	Frae 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 are happier as a rule.
	CHORUS
	I' ve roamed through all the nations
	In delight of all creations,
	And enjoyed a wee sensation
	Where the company, it was kind.
	And when partin' 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 wi' arthiritis,
	Your bowels have got Colitis,
	You' ve gallopin' bollockitis
	And you' re thinkin' it' s time you died,
	If you been a man o' action,
	Though you' re lying there in traction,
	You will get some satisfaction
	Thinkin', " Jesus, at least I tried."
	CHORUS

	zuò cí : Stewart
	CHORUS
	Oh, there' re sober men and plenty,
	And drunkards barely twenty,
	There are men of over ninety
	That have never yet kissed a girl.
	But give me a ramblin' rover,
	Frae 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 are happier as a rule.
	CHORUS
	I' ve roamed through all the nations
	In delight of all creations,
	And enjoyed a wee sensation
	Where the company, it was kind.
	And when partin' 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 wi' arthiritis,
	Your bowels have got Colitis,
	You' ve gallopin' bollockitis
	And you' re thinkin' it' s time you died,
	If you been a man o' action,
	Though you' re lying there in traction,
	You will get some satisfaction
	Thinkin', " Jesus, at least I tried."
	CHORUS

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