09 oktober 2009

The Wild Rover.

Som omväxling bjuder jag idag på en Irländsk landsplåga i G-dur.

I've been a wild rover
For many's the year,
And I've spent all me money
On whiskey and beer.
But now I'm returning
With gold in great store,
And I never will play
The wild rover no more.

CHORUS:
And it's No, Nay, Never,
No, Nay, Never, No more,
Will I play the wild rover,
No, Never, No more.


I went to an alehouse I used to frequent,
And I told the landlady My money was spent.
I asked her for credit She answered me 'Nay, Such custom as yours I could have every day.'

REPEAT CHORUS
I brought up from my pockets Ten sovereigns bright
And the landlady's eyes Opened wide with delight. She said 'I have whiskeys And wines of the best,
And the words that I told you Were only in jest.'
REPEAT CHORUS


I´ll go home to my parents, Confess what I've done, And I´ll ask them to pardon Their prodigal son.
And when they've caressed me as oft times before,
I never will play
The wild rover no more.

REPEAT CHORUS

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