I've been a wild rover for many the year
And I spent all me money on whiskey and beer
But now I'm returning with gold in great store
And I never will play the wild rover no more.

And it's no, nay, never.
No, nay, never no more
Will I play the wild rover
No, never, no more.

I went to an ale-house I used to frequent
And I told the landlady me money was spent
I asked her for credit, she answered me 'nay
Such a custom like yours I could have any day'.

I took from me pocket ten sovereigns bright
And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight
She said 'I have whiskey and wines of the best
And the words that I spoke shure were only in jest'.

I'll go home to me parents, confess what I've done
And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son
And if they caress me as oft times before
Sure I never will play the wild rover no more.

Note: this is a popular ballad in several countries, including Ireland. It tells the story of the roving carefree man, fond of his drink and a good time.