Lyrics

Words and Music (c)2015 David Burns (ASCAP)

It's 6 in the morn but there's work to be done
So on this fine dawning I'm up with the sun
and I'm off to the sea to be stopped by no one
The time's come unwoven, so I'll be a-rovin' away

Away, I'm roving away
I don't care if the skies be ablaze, or if they be gray
Today I'm roving away, and I'll never know my destination

It's 10 in the morn and I've scarcely been missed
I'm feeling my home disappear in the distance
and wondering if I should cease and desist
for if this be folly, I'll soon know for roving away

Away, I'm roving away
I don't care if the skies be ablaze, or if they be gray
Today I'm roving away, and I'll never know my destination

It's 6 in the eve and I stand at the shore
Waiting for some lonesome boatman to take me aboard
and to ferry me over the waves
and though I'm not moving, my thoughts have me roving away

Away, I'm roving away
I don't care if the skies be ablaze, or if they be gray
Today I'm roving away, and I'll never know my destination

It's 10 in the eve and I'm crossing the waves
By midnight I'm so far from home that I gave it a thought
that perhaps a mistake I had made
But such thoughts can only bring sorrow, so I'm away

Away, I'm roving away
I don't care if the skies be ablaze, or if they be gray
Today I'm roving away, and I'll never know my destination