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Liam Clancy
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Freeborn Man
I'm a freeborn man of the traveling people Got no fixed abode, with nomads I am numbered Country lanes and byways were always my ways I never fancied being lumbered
O we knew the woods, all 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 times for a rover
Now 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 Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com Seen the summer sun rise in the morning
There was open ground where a man could linger For 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
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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