Rambling Rover Chords by Dubliners
Tempo:
121.35 bpm
Chords used:
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B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[E] There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
There are those who claim enjoyment Of merciless employment,
Their ambition is deployment, Since the minute they left the school,
And they scrape and save and ponder, While the rest go out in squander,
See the world and roam and wonder, And are happier as a rule.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
I have roamed through all the nations, Took delight in all creation,
I've enjoyed a wee sensation, When the company did decline,
And parting was no pleasure, I drank another measure,
To the good friends that we treasure, For they always are on our mind.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
[B]
[E]
If you're bent with arthritis, And your bowels have got colitis,
You've gallop and bolakitis, And you're thinking it's time you died.
If you've been a man of action, And you're lying there in traction,
You can gain some satisfaction, Thinking, Jesus, at least I tried.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
There are those who claim enjoyment Of merciless employment,
Their ambition is deployment, Since the minute they left the school,
And they scrape and save and ponder, While the rest go out in squander,
See the world and roam and wonder, And are happier as a rule.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
I have roamed through all the nations, Took delight in all creation,
I've enjoyed a wee sensation, When the company did decline,
And parting was no pleasure, I drank another measure,
To the good friends that we treasure, For they always are on our mind.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
[B]
[E]
If you're bent with arthritis, And your bowels have got colitis,
You've gallop and bolakitis, And you're thinking it's time you died.
If you've been a man of action, And you're lying there in traction,
You can gain some satisfaction, Thinking, Jesus, at least I tried.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
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[E] There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
_ There are those who claim enjoyment Of merciless employment,
Their ambition is deployment, Since the minute they left the school,
And they scrape and save and ponder, While the rest go out in squander,
See the world and roam and wonder, And are happier as a rule.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
_ I have roamed through all the nations, Took delight in all creation,
I've enjoyed a wee sensation, When the company did decline,
And parting was no pleasure, I drank another measure,
To the good friends that we treasure, For they always are on our mind.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ If you're bent with arthritis, And your bowels have got colitis,
You've gallop and bolakitis, And you're thinking it's time you died.
If you've been a man of action, And you're lying there in traction,
You can gain some satisfaction, Thinking, Jesus, at least I tried.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world. _ _ _ _ _
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There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
_ There are those who claim enjoyment Of merciless employment,
Their ambition is deployment, Since the minute they left the school,
And they scrape and save and ponder, While the rest go out in squander,
See the world and roam and wonder, And are happier as a rule.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
_ I have roamed through all the nations, Took delight in all creation,
I've enjoyed a wee sensation, When the company did decline,
And parting was no pleasure, I drank another measure,
To the good friends that we treasure, For they always are on our mind.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world. _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ If you're bent with arthritis, And your bowels have got colitis,
You've gallop and bolakitis, And you're thinking it's time you died.
If you've been a man of action, And you're lying there in traction,
You can gain some satisfaction, Thinking, Jesus, at least I tried.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world.
There are sober men aplenty, And drunkards very twenty,
There are men of over ninety, Who have never yet kissed a girl,
But give me a rambling rover, From Orkney down to Dover,
We'll roam the country over, And together we'll face the world. _ _ _ _ _
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