Rover
I chase your every footstepAnd I follow every whim.When you call the tune I'm readyTo strike up the battle hymn.
My lady of the meadows,My comber of the beach.You've thrown the stick for your dog's trick,But it's floating out of reach.
The long road is a rainbow,And the pot of gold lies there.So slip the chain and I'm off again,You'll find me everywhere,'Cause I'm a Rover.
As the robin craves the summerTo hide his smock of red,I need the pillow of your hairIn which to hide my head.
I'm simple in my sadness,Resourceful in remorse.Then I'm down straining at the lead,Holding on a windward course.
The long road is a rainbow,And the pot of gold lies there.So slip the chain and I'm off again,You'll find me everywhere,'Cause I'm a Rover.
Strip me from the bundleOf balloons at every fair:Colourful and carefree,Designed to make you stare.
But I'm lost and I'm losingThe thread that holds me down.And I'm up, hot and risingIn the lights of every town.
The long road is a rainbow,And the pot of gold lies there.So slip the chain and I'm off again,You'll find me everywhere,'Cause I'm a Rover.