MORNING ROAD SONG

Let me have my fill of the wide blue air

And the emerald cup of the sea

And a wandering road blown bright and bare

And it is enough for me.

The love of a man is a goodly thing

And the love of a woman is true,

But give me a rollicking song to sing

And a love that is always new.

For I am a rover and cannot stay

And blithe at heart am I

When free and afoot on a winding way

Beneath the great blue sky.