| I’ve played the Wild Rover for many a year
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| And I’ve spent all my money on whiskey and beer
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| But now I’m returning with gold in great store
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| And I never will play the Wild Rover no more.
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| And it’s no, nay, never
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| No nay never no more
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| Will I play the Wild Rover
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| No never, no more.
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| I went to an alehouse I used to frequent
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| And I told the landlady my money was spent
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| I asked her for a Red Stripe, she answered me «nay»
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| She said, «Patrons like you, I can get any day!»
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| And it’s no, nay, never
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| No nay never no more
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| Will I play the Wild Rover
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| No never, no more.
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| From out of my pockets I took moneys bright
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| And the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight
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| She said, «I have Red Stripes, and wines of the best,
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| And the words that I said, son, were only in jest!»
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| And it’s no, nay, never
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| No nay never no more
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| Will I play the Wild Rover
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| No never, no more.
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| I’ll go back to Jamaica and lie in the sun
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| But I will play the part of the prodigal son
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| And if my girl loves me, as oft' times before
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| Then I never will play the Wild Rover no more.
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| And it’s no, nay, never
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| No nay never no more
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| Will I play the Wild Rover
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| No never, no more.
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| And it’s no, nay, never
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| No nay never no more
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| Will I play the Wild Rover
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| No never, no more. |