With Nomads I Have Wandered

i'm a freeborn man
of the traveling people
got no fixed abode
with nomads i have wandered
country lanes and byways
were always my ways
i never fancied
being numbered


oh we knew the woods
and the resting places
and the small birds sang
when winter days were over
then we'd pack our load
and be on the road
those were good old days
for a rover


there was open ground
where a man could linger
stay a week or two
for time was not our master
then away you'd jog
with your horse and dog
nice and easy
no need to go faster


oh i've known life hard
and i've known it easy
and i've cursed the life
when winter days were dawning
but i've laughed and sung
through the whole night long
seen the summer sunrise
in the morning


all you freeborn men
of the traveling people
every tinker, rolling stone
and gypsy rover
winds of change are blowing
old ways are going
your traveling days
will soon be over

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Ruby Canyon
Liam Clancy: "Free Born Man of the Traveling People"
Buddha Temple
outside Indian Garden
inside Turquoise Canyon