For the "Irish" mates

I've been a wild rover for many's the year

I've spent all me money on whiskey and beer

But now I'm returning with gold in great store

And I never will play the wild rover no more

And it's No, Nay, never,

No, nay never no more

Will I play the wild rover,

No never no more

I went in to an alehouse I used to frequent

And I told the landlady me money was spent

I asked her for credit, she answered me nay

Such a customer as you I can have any day

And it's No, Nay, never,

No, nay never no more

Will I play the wild rover,

No never no more

I took up from my pocket, ten sovereigns bright

And the landlady's eyes opened wide with delight

She says "I have whiskeys and wines of the best

And the words that you told me were only in jest"

And it's No, Nay, never,

No, nay never no more

Will I play the wild rover,

No never no more

I'll go home to my parents, confess what I've done

And I'll ask them to pardon their prodigal son

And, when they've caressed me as oft times before

I never will play the wild rover no more

And it's No, Nay, never,

No, nay never no more

Will I play the wild rover,

No never no more

 

No, nay, never will I forget.
Thank you G. And the other couchsurfers as well, S and N.
Thank you Tony Fresh!
Thank you Iron Maiden.

 Sláinte (slantche), Gaelic form of Cheers