Rambling Boys Of Pleasure-The Irish Rovers

Rambling Boys Of Pleasure - The Irish Rovers Written by：George Millar We'll rant and roar upon the spree And sing and dance right heartily No sorrows cares or woes have we The rambling boys of pleasure We'll rant and roar upon the spree And sing and dance right heartily No sorrows cares or woes have we The rambling boys of pleasure He's a hell of a man for drinking stout And when the barrel has run out Bring more porter they will shout The rambling boys of pleasure We'll rant and roar upon the spree And sing and dance right heartily No sorrows cares or woes have we The rambling boys of pleasure There's some content that toil away That have no time for sport or play The one's lying us live for today We're the rambling boys of pleasure We'll rant and roar upon the spree And sing and dance right heartily No sorrows cares or woes have we The rambling boys of pleasure Now we got sweethearts by the score All up and down the shamrock shore All the lassies do adore The rambling boys of pleasure We'll rant and roar upon the spree And sing and dance right heartily No sorrows cares or woes have we The rambling boys of pleasure We'll rant and roar upon the spree And sing and dance right heartily No sorrows cares or woes have we The rambling boys of pleasure We've been from corrick to doengal From westport to old cushendall Where'er we go we're known to all As the rambling boys of pleasure We'll rant and roar upon the spree And sing and dance right heartily No sorrows cares or woes have we The rambling boys of pleasure So if you see us passing by Come in and drink if you are dry Raise the friendly glass on high To the rambling boys of pleasure We'll rant and roar upon the spree And sing and dance right heartily No sorrows cares or woes have we The rambling boys of pleasure We'll rant and roar upon the spree And sing and dance right heartily No sorrows cares or woes have we The rambling boys of pleasure