This is pretty much my favorite song for backpacking - late at night, after dinner, you need something to boost your spirits. This is it.

(Andy M. Stewart)

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 those who 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.


I've roamed through all the nations
In delight of all creations,
And enjoyed a wee sensation
Where the company did prove kind.
And when partin' was no pleasure,
I've drunk another measure
To the good friends that were treasure
For they always around were mine.


If you're bent wi' arthritis,
Your bowels have got Colitis,
You've got galloping Balacitis
And you're thinkin' it's time you died,
If you been a man o' action,
Though you're lying there in traction,
You can gain some satisfaction
Thinkin', "Jesus, at least I tried."

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