composed by Spencer the Roamer
As valiant a man has ever left home
And he had been much reduced,
which caused great confusion
And that was the reason he started
In Yorkshire, near Rotherham,
By the foot of a mountain,
as a clear -flowed fountain
With bread and cold wa ter,
With the night fast approaching,
With wood vying and diving,
But he dreamt about shying,
It was the 5th day of November,
When first he arrived home
to his family and friends
And they did stand so astounded,
His children come around him
with their prickly, prattling stories
With their prickly, prattling stories
And he's as happy as those,
as the thousands of riches
as valiant a man as ever left home.
And he had been much reduced
and caused great confusion
And that was the reason he started to roam