The Vagabond Lyrics

Give to me the life I love,?
Let the lave go by me,?
Give the jolly heaven above?
And the byway nigh me.?
Bed in the bush with stars to see,?
Bread I dip in the river—?
There's the life for a man like me,?
There's the life for ever.
Let the blow fall soon or late,?
Let what will be o'er me;?
Give the face of earth around?
And the road before me.?
Wealth I seek not, hope nor love,?
Nor a friend to know me;?
All I seek, the heaven above?
And the road below me.
Or let autumn fall on me?
Where afield I linger,?
Silencing the bird on tree,?
Biting the blue finger.?
White as meal the frosty field—?
Warm the fireside haven—
Not to autumn will I yield,?
Not to winter even!

Let the blow fall soon or late,?
Let what will be o'er me;?
Give the face of earth around,?
And the road before me.?
Wealth I ask not, hope nor love,?
Nor a friend to know me.?
All I ask, the heaven above?
And the road below me.