You Rambling Boys Of Pleasure
You rambling boys of pleasure, give ear to those few
Lines I write,
Although I'm a rover, and in roving I take great
I set my mind on a handsome girl who ofttimes did me
But my mind was never easy till my darling were in my
It was down by Sally's Garden one evening late I took
'Twas there I spied this pretty little girl, and those
Me sure she did say She advised me to take love easy,
Leaves grew on the tree. But I was young and foolish,
Darling could not agree.
The very next time I met my love, sure I thought her
Heart was mine,
But as the weather changes, my true love she changed
Cursed gold is the root of evil, oh it shines with a
Causes many the lad and lass to part, let their hearts
Be ever so true.
Sure I wish I was in Dublin town, and my true love
Along with me.
With money to support us and keep us in good company.
With lots of liquor plentiful, flowing bowls on every
Let fortune never daunt you, my love, we're both young
World is wide.
But there's one thing more that grieves me sore is to
Be called a runaway
And to leave the spot I was born in, oh Cupid cannot
Set me free,
And to leave that darling girl I love, oh alas, what
Will I do?
Will I become a rover, sleep with the girl I never knew