I’ve been a wild rover for many a 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 back to an alehouse 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 as yours I can have any day."
Then out of me pockets, I pulled sovereigns bright,
And the landlady’s eyes opened wide with delight.
She said, "I have whiskey and ale of the best,
And I’ll take you upstairs and I’ll show you the rest."
I’ll go back to me parents, confess what I’ve done,
And I’ll ask them to pardon their prodigal son,
And if they embrace me, as oft’ times before,
Then I never will play the wild rover no more.