Rover
See those clouds rolling on their way
See those stars shining so gay
Hear the wind on the tall pine tress
And you'll know exactly why I am free

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I am rover rolling along,
A rover singing a song
I am a rover until the day I die

Chorus

Have few friends but they are true,
The mountain flowers, the sea of blue
I'm just wanderer, never standing still,
I must go onward to the hills

Chorus

Through this world  I'm bound to roam,
Without a bed, a fire or a home,
But I have a friend, a firend that is true
And that my comrad, that is you

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