Ralph Vaughan Williams — The Vagabond

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!