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Offline Ian

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Wild Rover
« on: February 11, 2006, 11:43:29 PM »
I've been a wild rover for many a year

And I spent all my money on whiskey and beer,

And 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, (right up your kilt)

No nay never no more,

Will I play the wild rover

No never no more.

 

I went into an ale-house I used to frequent

And I told the landlady my money was spent.

I asked her for credit, she answered me "nay

A customer like you I could have any day."

 

Chorus

 

I took from my pocket ten gold sovereigns bright

And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight.

She said "I have whiskey and wines of the best

And the words that I spoke sure were only in jest."

 

Chorus

 

I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done

And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son.

And if they forgive me as theyve done before

I never will play the wild rover no more.

 

Chorus

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Re: Wild Rover
« Reply #1 on: February 11, 2006, 11:44:47 PM »
Hells Angel to the same theme

Well I've been a hells angel for many a year

And Ive spent all me money on black leather gear

But now Im returning my bum it is sore

And never Ill play the hells angel no more

 

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And it's No Nay Never (Right up your clutch)

No nay never no more

Will I play the hells angel

No never no more

 

I went into a garage I used to frequent

And told the mechanic my crankshaft was bent

I asked for a new one, he answered me nay

He said yours is Norton we stock BSA

 

 

Chorus

 

I took from my pocket, a brand new flick knife

And his eyes opened wide, in fear for his life

He shouted I'M SORRY, TAKE WHAT YOU LIKE

I said ta very much mate I'll have a new bike

 

Chorus

 

Well as I was picking my brand new machine

Some 40 odd skinheads appeared on the scene

They said Oi, you want bovver?, I could not say nay

As 20 steel toecaps were heading my way

 

Chorus

 

Now as I recover in the intensive care ward

I practice my alphabet to stop getting bored

Cos after the kicking my head it is sore

And never Ill play the Hells Angel no more