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T:Rambling Robin
R:Folk Song
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O:England
A:Lancashire
L:1/8
B:Folk Songs Of Lancashire
N:Mike Harding
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Rambling Robin

When first from my childhood I came to a man
The nation to ramble through I soon began.
For a rambling thought it came into my mind.
So they christened me Rambling Robin oh.
So they christened me Rambling Robin.

O'er hills and o'er mountains I used for to go
And I've slept in the woods where there's frost and there's snow,
No anxiety ever came into my mind,
So contented was Rambling Robin oh,
So contented was Rambling Robin.

The wind and the rain they beat me quite cold
And my parents behind they were both very old.
My father did weep and my mother did cry,
For the loss of their Rambling Robin oh,
For the loss of their Rambling Robin.

When sixteen long years they were over and past
My poor mother's sorrows were over and past,
And my father the nation did range to and fro,
In search of his Rambling Robin oh
In search of his Rambling Robin.

Now when my past folly it came to an end,
To my own native village I then did attend,
My neighbours all told me my parents were dead
With the thoughts of their Rambling Robin oh,
The thoughts of their Rambling Robin.

Where shall I wander or where shall I go?
I am so oppressed both with sorrow and woe,
So I'll ramble this land 'till the day that I die
And an end put to Rambling Robin oh
An end put to Rambling Robin.