D
Oh, there are sober men and plenty,

And drunkards barely twenty,
          G           D
There are men of over ninety,
         Em                 G
Who have never yet kissed a girl.
         D
But give me a rambling rover,
                     
Then cart me down to Dover,
      G                D
We'll rove the country over,
       Em          A        D
And together we'll face the world.


verse 1:
         D
Oh, they roamed through all the nations

Taken delight in all creation
          G             D
And I've tried a wee sensation,
         Em                 G
When the company did prove kind.
          D
Then when parting was no pleasure

I drank another measure
       G                    D
To the good friends that we treasure
            Em        A     D
For they'll always be on my mind.


Chorus
              D
Oh, there are sober men and plenty,

And drunkards barely twenty,
          G           D
There are men of over ninety,
         Em                 G
Who have never yet kissed a girl.
         D
But give me a rambling rover,
                     
Then cart me down to Dover,
      G                D
We'll rove the country over,
       Em          A        D
And together we'll face the world.


verse 2:
          D
There are those who feign enjoyment

From merciless employment
      G           D
Their mission was deployment
         Em                 G
From the minute they left the school
               D
And they save, scrape and plunder

While the rest go out and squander      
       G           D
See the world and rove and wander
    Em          A        D
And they're happier as a fool.


Chorus
              D
Oh, there are sober men and plenty,

And drunkards barely twenty,
          G           D
There are men of over ninety,
         Em                 G
Who have never yet kissed a girl.
         D
But give me a rambling rover,
                     
Then cart me down to Dover,
      G                D
We'll rove the country over,
       Em          A        D
And together we'll face the world.


verse 3:
          D
If you're bent with arthritis    

Your bowels have got colitis
          G              D
You've a galloping bollockitis      
         Em                       G
And your thinking it's time you'd died
          D
If you've been a man of action

You're lying there in traction
        G              D
You can gain some satisfaction
          Em        A       D
Thinkin' "Golly, at least I tried".


Chorus
              D
Oh, there are sober men and plenty,

And drunkards barely twenty,
          G           D
There are men of over ninety,
         Em                 G
Who have never yet kissed a girl.
         D
But give me a rambling rover,
                     
Then cart me down to Dover,
      G                D
We'll rove the country over,
       Em          A        D
And together we'll face the world.