When I was young and foolish
I joined to be a soldier
They marched me up and down the town
With a gun upon me shoulder
I fought in bloody battlefield
Where manys-a-life was squandered
I didn’t like the job at all
So I took me hitch and wandered
To hell with all your orders!
I want no rules or borders!
I spend me time a-rambling ’round
Drinking pints of porter
By god, I had a wife one time
But we were badly mated
We argued this, we argued that
And now we’re separated
And if by chance I pass her by
I’m always right considerable
“Good morning to ye, ma’am”, says I
“To hell with you”, she snivels
To hell with all your orders!
I want no rules or borders!
I spend me time a-rambling ’round
Drinking pints of porter
There’s some who do their daily toil
And seem to be contented
If that was me, I’d whinge all day
And no doubt be demented
I tip me hat to workers all
Who bear their situation
I’ll never be a wage [slipper?]
It’s not me life’s vocation
To hell with all your orders!
I want no rules or borders!
I spend me time a-rambling ’round
Drinking pints of porter
There’s freedom on the open road
To travel where you pleases
Down country lanes or leafy glens
And [snow or suffer breezes?]
No one to tell me what to do
No boss to scrutinize me
I’m happy as a lark for I’m
The one who does advise me
To hell with all your orders!
I want no rules or borders!
I spend me time a-rambling ’round
Drinking pints of porter
To hell with all your orders!
I want no rules or borders!
I spend me time a-rambling ’round
Drinking pints of porter
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