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D    0          4          4           0             0           0           2
A    0          0          2           5             4           2           0
D    0          0          2           5             4           2           0

[Intro]
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[VERSE 1]
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This tune was composed by Spencer the Rover
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As valiant a man as ever left home
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And he had been much reduced, And caused great confusion
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And that was the reason he started to roam

[VERSE 2]
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In Yorkshire near Rotherham, he had been on the ramble
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Weary of traveling, he sat down to rest
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By the foot of yon mountain, Lays a clear flowing fountain
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With bread and cold water he himself did refresh

[VERSE 3]
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With the night fast approaching, to the woods he resorted
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With woodbine and ivy his bed for to make
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But he dreamt about sighing, Lamenting and crying
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Go home to your family and rambling forsake

[VERSE 4]
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'Twas the fifth day of November, I've reason to remember
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When first he arrived home to his family and friends
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And they did stand so astounded, Surprised and dumbfounded
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To see such a stranger once more in their sight

[VERSE 5]
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And his children come around him with their prittle prattling stories
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With their prittle prattling stories to drive care away
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And he's as happy as those, As have thousands of riches
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Contented he'll remain and not ramble away

[VERSE 6]
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This tune was composed by Spencer the Rover
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As valiant a man as ever left home
Em5*                  Em4*    Em*
And he had been much reduced, And caused great confusion
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And that was the reason he started to roam