作词 : LAKEMAN, SETH BERNARD

流派：Folk/Celtic

This tune was composed by Spencer the Rover

As valiant a man had ever left home

Well he had been much reduced and it caused great confusion

And that was the reason he started to roam

In Yorkshire, near Rotherham, he had been on the ramble

And weary of traveling, he had sat down to rest

By the foot of yon mountain by a clear, crystal fountain

With bread and cold water he himself did refresh

With the night fast approaching, to the woods he resorted

With woodbine and ivy his bed for to make

But he dreamt about sighing, lamenting and crying

Go home to your family and rambling forsake

'Twas the fifth day of November, I have reason to remember

When first he arrived home to his family and friends

They did stand so astounded, surprised and dumbfounded

To see such a stranger once more in their sight

Na~~~

His children come around him with their verses and stories

Their verses and stories to drive care away

Well, he's as happy as those who have thousands of riches

Contented he'll remain and not ramble away

This tune was composed by Spencer the Rover

As valiant a man had ever left home

Well he had been much reduced and it caused great confusion

And that was the reason he started to roam

Na~~~