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Lyrics for 'Rover' by 'Jethro Tull'
I Chase Your Every Footstep
And I Follow Every Whim.
When You Call The Tune I'm Ready
To Strike Up The Battle Hymn.
My Lady Of The Meadows ---
My Comber Of The Beach ---
You've Thrown The Stick For Your Dog's Trick
But It's Floating Out Of Reach.
The Long Road Is A Rainbow And The Pot Of Gold Lies There.
So Slip The Chain And I'm Off Again ---
You'll Find Me Everywhere. I'm A Rover.
As The Robin Craves The Summer
To Hide His Smock Of Red,
I Need The Pillow Of Your Hair
In Which To Hide My Head.
I'm Simple In My Sadness,
Resourceful In Remorse.
Then I'm Down Straining At The Lead ---
Holding On A Windward Course.
Strip Me From The Bundle
Of Balloons At Every Fair:
Colourful And Carefree ---
Designed To Make You Stare.
But I'm Lost And I'm Losing
The Thread That Holds Me Down.
And I'm Up Hot And Rising
In The Lights Of Every Town.
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