D 
Chorus:   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.


                      D 
Verse 1    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.


                         D 
Chorus:    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.


                     D 
Verse 2:   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.


                         D 
Chorus:    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.



                      D 
Verse 3:   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".



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Chorus:    O
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