<Oh there's sober men in plenty and drunkards nearly twenty There are men of over ninety that have never yet kissed a girl But gi' me a ramblin' rover frae Orkney down to Dover
We will roam the country over and together we'll face the world>
I've roamed through all the nations, ta'en
delight in all creation
And I've tried a wee sensation where company did prove kind
When parting was no pleasure I've drunk another measure
To the good friends that we treasure for they always are in our mind
<...>
There's many that fein 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 they're happier as a rule
<...>
If you're bent with arthritis your bowels have got colitis
You've got gallopin' bollockitis and you're thinking it's time you died
If you've been a man of action while you're lying there in traction
You may gain some satisfaction thinking "Jesus at least I tried!"