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[ 5 ]  OME brave boys I am for roving, stay not at home to spend your days, It is my mind I am for roving, all to see fresh country ways. Fal lal de ral, lal de ral, &c.

Some will say that we are strollers, and our precious time we lose, Others will say that we are strollers, a rolling stone ne’er gathers moss.

Some will stay at home and tarry, talk no more of going to sea. Others will stay at home and marry, some of those -as poor as we.

Come brave boys I’ve got one shilling, I ne’er will let you sit too dry, And for to spend it I am willing, fear in short time I should die.

What should we do with heaps of money, when our bodies are wrapt in clay. And for to leave it to a many, they soon will squander it away.

So I will walk while I am able, myself and friend for to maintain, I will leave it to no relation, for to quarrel about my gain.

